Lyrics:
To the neighborhood info where the poison wind blows
A deadly plague spreading negativity, viciously
Unto every city be in ghetto misery
Don't let it get to me,
Would you hear me
If I called your name out loud
Could you see me
With your head stuck in a cloud
How can you see
That I'm in love with you
on Long Isle
Won't be long now, I started rhyming young
I designed for fun, knowing my time would come
I started, paying dues DJ'in with crews
Learning
eyes
You know I'd do most anything you want
Hey I, I try to give you everything you need
I can see that it gets to you
I don't believe in may things
But
Children in heat
They have no conscience
No resistance
You gotta see this big reaction
No resistance
Cellophane sex, a new way of life
With
The color of the sky as far as I can see is coal grey.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again.
With a shiver in my bones just thinking
mc's
(Butterfly)
i'm slicker this year
i'm slicker this year
myrtle ave, a train, got the pick in my hair
and what sixteen joints later still
what I see and I'm feeling you
I want to know, all I want to know is if
I could have what's up in those jeans
Baby can I have what's up in those jeans
and laughter shine wherever you go
For your new eyes I've come to see
How beautiful my life can be
And I'll keep this wish this time I think
And blow it in
in your eyes
You know I´d do most anything you want
Hey I, I try to give you everything you need
I can see that it gets to you
I don´t believe in
any more.
It didn't change a thing
Not any single thing
When someone tried to tell me for sure.
I heard another voice that said I wasn't in
That we can be together
Our hopes and our dreams
We can see this way
Won't you open up your heart (Open up and let love in)
And let me in (Let
to see River of Orchids where we had a motorway
Push your car
It's all in your back yard
Push your car
Take a packet of seeds
River of Orchids
You can't take three from two
Two is less than three
So you look at the four in the tens place
Now that's really four tens
So you make it three
can see it
Put a little love in her heart on the way
So she can feel it
He walks home with his pride in his pocket
And pulls it out with his
in
Just turn me loose
Underneath the western skies
By myself, let me wander over yonder
Till I see the mountain rise
I wanna ride to the ridge
Crabs in a bucket
Crabs in a bucket
Wanna see you at the bottom, don'tcha love it?
When they're hatin' so you hit 'em with the encores
Sendin'
My dreams are getting so strange
I'd like to tell you everything I see
Oh, I see a man at the back as a matter of fact
His eyes are as red
lucky day in hell in hell
Father Theresa you can't make me into you
I never want to be like you
Why can't you see it's me
You know it's time to let
know I got you on my mind forever so often
Looking back at it now, I can see how we lost it
In the coupe behind tint on the way from New Orleans
You
I don't know, seems crazy how we got this far
There's something 'bout you that felt pretty good
That I can't see anymore
Should've known, but I
bones in neat little rows
In the house, where they grew you
There were secrets and mistakes
That the eyes that see through you
Would give anything
can only see
In the section of the zoo magazine said oh
Just lying on the page is like a lion in a cage
She's seen enough, time to take her braces
lucky day in hell, in hell
Father Theresa, you can't make me into you
I never wanna be like you
Why can't you see, it's me
You know it's time to let
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