Show me how to kill you. You shed light then she'll get all broken. Hurry up and get home my dear, where the fuck you been? Can't you take a purpose
" medusa. since you left me, things have never been the same. but hour by hour, day by day. your memory will fade away. every sunrise, every sunset, will help me
I?ve finally learned my lesson But too late One thing always leads to another One foot slips and down goes the other One and one is two but it's just me
shit to the next horizon. ya nahmean? because them other cats got a new kind of game plan for us so we must over overwhelm that shit that shit. and bring it and bring
Attract imimators who wanna flow like me You know it's me, floating free Through the ghetto were the people supposedly Ain't trying to show no love openly Give me
of a Persian child And gulf winds bring me flying fish that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew And cool me
how I can plant my flag upon the horizon So glory finds me and I can be history's first living soul on the beaches of Normandy And slay me a thousand
rise realize that we were safe in each other for some time now the new world sung whatever's come our way sing out to whatever you believe in sing out to bring
wanna flow like me You know it's me, floating free Through the ghetto were the people supposedly Ain't trying to show no love openly Give me your hand
trapped here for one hundred years Blood, women and drink have been my only vessels on this vessel Isn't there a way out, now? Brave friend horizon, bring me
refrigerator poetry Attract imimators who wanna flow like me You know it's me, floating free Through the ghetto were the people supposedly Ain't trying to show no love openly Give me
a record Go Jazzy, go Jazzy, go I want to be remembered for the songs that I sing Not only for the humor, but for the knowledge I bring To broaden the horizons of others
of a Persian child So Gulf winds bring me flying fish, that shine in the crescent moon Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew And cool me
M-C-C Now I don't really know what that means But it's what the cops called me They don't care what happens to me They don't miss me on the beat All
record! Go Jazzy, go Jazzy, go I want to be remembered for the songs that I sing Not only for the humor, but for the knowledge I bring To broaden the horizons of others
the one to laugh with I'm after for what cash can bring me brothers Me and my demon lovers blast and laugh at hyenas Back to Ringling Brothers believe them others
