sound and vision And I will sing and [inaudible] Waiting for the gift of sound and vision Drifting into my solitude, over my head Don't you wonder sometimes 'Bout sound
comes to the phone book Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire
this life, and reference the book of Titus to follow him right, and we're an accurate reflects and as his beautiful church, and let us rep him with our words and
For fitted boogie systems and crook addictions Well sure my crown is formed of thorns Yea but my thorns are formed of sound And I have found sound will
s blue like the sea and the sky I see most I have a vision of me sitting happy on the coast The blue water crashes down, the ocean sound By a lighthouse
Needed to promote their glory of possession To accept and be grateful yet ask no questions To believe in love and their guiding hand To obey in humility and
and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and underprivileged are raped and
deep And took a look and saw the mics up under the seat And start'd snappin', flippin' and shit like "Who's rappin'?" Got on the radio and signaled back
on lady liberty Quill pens, ink dispense, confederated to true heads Asian and the African kids, whites with dreads And fluent/fluid Orientals love instrumentals and
down The way that this shit sound As the world goes round and round I expand and expound upon my earth-bound Experience, when I looked in my book and
my mother I love her And blow the brains out a couple dirty cops undercover Crooked detectives is foul how they book and arrest us For cookin and stretchin
and every day I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess
in love is what I am Love was never born to say, goodbye Love was never born to say, goodbye Just another helpless, fool in love is what I What's happenin
it comes to the phone book Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy And as we speak they tryin' to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and
, the sound of my breath Silence is the key I'm looking to become the absentee Silence is the key I had a vision of reconstruction And now I feel my
and its legal and I'm gone, gone, go smile, give me a toast put your glass in the air and shh?, I'm out of here I know you love the way that I be breakin
a couple wax candles then black out and relapse 'til I act Jack Daniels and yack Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin' Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision
