let the light shine in It'll all come around Soon as you figure it out It'll all come around So figure it out Take a chance and never let it slip away
've gotta roll, roll away Maybe I'll return to this island some day Roll, roll away Maybe I'll return to this island some day I've gotta roll, roll away
up over Thinking he clever but he rolled up fronting on the God yo Acting like that cheese ain't right Aight that night dunn rolled on the mic Jumping
blind arrogance You stood up and walked away The day that you come back to me Come on back to me You come back to me Come on back to me You come back
shooting shit up like they would Niggaz try to do me in, buck me and shoot again Roll with the God Lord Jamar, Brand Nubian [Ralo:] Police is in the back
can't fight back. From the city where everybody go for broke, It's so crucial I could be murdered by one of my own loc's. Hell naw, you can't roll with
then it's mandatory Da judge aint nothin' but the devil, him and the jury I seen a nigga die in front of me, eyes rolled back They threw da choppa, police
stood up and walked away The day that you oh, come back to me Come on back to me You oh, come back to me, come on back to me You oh, come back to me
you seen, we still smokin' the green Represent for all the people still a part of the scheme Playa haters, imitators wanna roll with the team But they fade away, hate away
And the screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances, across the porch As the radio plays, Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that
devils The abstracts, right and exact, knapsack's on the back Rip poetical flows upon the track My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it back and
walk away, I should walk away, I should walk away, I can barely breath. I should walk away, I should walk away, I should walk away. Hmmm .. Walk away, Walk away
the car nigga! [t] give me your jew-els, fool! [m] what, what do you want from us? [t] you and your bitch, nigga! {*car door slams*} [t] get out here
he clever but he rolled up Fronting on the God yo Acting like that cheese ain't right Aight that night dunn rolled on the mic Jumping out the Lex door
of some Def Jam tunes As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon 12 o'clock came, left the door crack The freak walked in a mink on her back
Crawl out back, get into that old truck And slam that pedal?? Keep the dog down?? We gotta head south, gotta get outta town?? And slam that pedal to
results will come in time No time to smell the roses, let alone slow dance Too many bad memories of forgotten romance She walked out slammed the door