I am the palm tree, a reconstruction I am a sentimental coconut obstruction white-sand-apologies, bottled remorse a beached reality on a non-existant
Traduzione: Ad Astra Per Aspera. I Am The Palm Tree.
and palm tree sway There's never been such a day In Beverly Hills, L.A. But it's December the twenty-fourth And I am longing to be up North I'm dreaming
had mad jokes when I was strugglin Now I'm fat like that, what, word to God I hate to say I told you so, but didn't I? Tell you I was gonna blow-up and
people say I am a rap missionary Some people say I am a walking dictionary Some people say I am truly legendary But what I am is simply a black revolutionary I
little something like A little something like this Like this, like this, like this, like this I clear my throat before I grab the mic I need uno momento
I am only solitary tree, standing in the main field, Which hasn't heart, but still it hurt him. Right to small girl alighted chilly cry full of loss
Still I am Tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am Backthrow, back still, I have a pound in my backpack Next to where the swishas at, smokin' presidential Got some bubba, I
are made spray. I am the sea on which I sail, I am the ocean and the starry sky, I am the sea that I profane, the sea where I founder. My veins ? a torrent
me Ask me politely, but answer me nicely Fore I am your King, so shall it be So shall I rule, bow before me I've grown amongst thieves, lived amongst
there are no palm trees (on the street) No palm trees, on the street, and dishwater gives back no images [Holocaust:] According to some stories, I am
at the harbor? I'm a booster bitch, why bother? I love the way my weed blow in the ghetto breeze I'm in Miami where I live it ain't no palm tree's Niggaz
"I'll tell you what I want... I want something now This is the life like I left, you know what I mean?" [Verse 1] Like Bekowsky the alcoholic author
So you cuffed their collars While I climbed the tree-house Then how I hollered! Cause she'd lain, as still as a stone, in my palm, for a lifetime or two
with niggas you shouldn't bond with (Talk 2 Em!) I'm sick world in my palm shit re-peated convict While the dogs trying to con Vick, shit I guess what I
check my tan. Am I the same color as Superman? Helter skelter in a foreign land. Monkeys versus dogs, Lying under a big palm tree With cream and bananas
happy, Then I am perfect and we won?t need anybody else All I need, all I need, all I need is to see you smile All I need all I need all I need is