spit phat rhymes how many times how many times yo how many rhymes would it take just for you to relate and understand that we're livin in a police state
keep facin A sell-out, there is no toleration, get the hell out Or more bodies is wastin A way in the street, in between the people basing Dodgin rain
Took a walk with you in the shadow of my shoes Danced around the broken blues in the dirty summer rain Moonlight on the cars parked in single file at
one had known him He looks at the sky where no one looks down He looks at his life and what it has shown him He looks for his shadow, it cannot be found
phat rhymes how many times how many times yo how many rhymes would it take just for you to relate and understand that we're livin in a police state how
why as I reach for the sky I danced with the devil God don?t even reply burn weed till Im high with my chest weezin left breathin, shadow of death creepin
away, away from the fight And the rain falls and the night calls In the shadows we've all passed Rain falls and the night calls In the shadows we've
guiliani got it locked after dark, so he mastered the art Of livin the death, shadow is a, nuff of a battle To dodge the police, And have to rise above
rolls Got my eyes on paper, fuck these musty hoes My foes die slower than an aids patient To a tombstone my enemies lay adjacent The police wanna see
the dreamer shouts - to an empty room and the sun will shine and the rain will pour we radiate for evermore and the world will turn falling rain in
Let's not spill the truth It's easier being alone You're a shadow of the old And I want something new You've quit dreaming again I can see it now clear
You know that I'm tired and you know that I'm stressed You can't stop me and you can't stop this You could call the police try to make an arrest Today
(Police Cover / Mtv Unplugged) There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday There's a black hat caught in a high
It hasn't rained here for two months straight There's brush fires all around One hundred degrees and I was out too late Loitering downtown I must admit
Took a walk with you In the shadow of my shoes Danced around the broken blues In the dirty summer rain Moonlight on the cars Parked in single file at
[Originally by The Police] There's a little black spot on the sun today It's the same old thing as yesterday There's a black hat caught in a high tree
Guiliani got it locked after dark, so he mastered the art Of livin the death, shadow is a, nuff of a battle To dodge the police, and have to rise above