rearing to go Just a little bit of grieving in the words you relate and I'm alright Crash land, insist, can't exist on frailty I always crash land,
loss The only way I know To shake myself of this curse Is to bring myself to something That is measurably worse CH I sought refuge in a house on fire
harrowing loss The only way I know To shake myself of this curse Is to bring myself to something That is measurably worse I sought refuge in a house
, Silenced artist Communist refugee Underwear for a sail To the Yankees he bailed In a boat made of tires Praying for his life As he crashed onto land
[wyclef] Yo the brooklyn bridge is gonna collapse y'know? Yo this wyclef jean and the refugee all-stars up in here Yo what's this I hear about the police
come along, pass it on, Brooklyn True rappers and is why you front on finders No one is see why they feel so free yo Refugee can on Her life or knots
kill me - I can't breathe I am guiding myself right to the end I can't learn - come to terms With the sickness that makes me crash and burn I'm crying
All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit Get over it, get over it You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash But
on the radio thats me in my dreams but when i open my eyes i see im a piece of SHIT! A WORTHLESS COWARD A VAPID WHORE A MORAL-LESS REFUGEE COVERED IN
I heard some MC's wanna bring it But a female is one of their strongest men When I step to you, don't seek refuge Make it happen, fuck the rappin' Because
Setting sail, I'm homeward bound Full of metaphors and rhymes Thought I'd find some refuge on your shores Didn't think that you would mind You treat me
say to you is good-bye It's time to go, better run and get your bags, it's good-bye Nobody cry, it's good-bye Crash, crash, crash, crash, good-bye...
Turn around and try to face yourself You may think it looks like someone else Raw display of pain No shelter, refugee No shelter, refugee Floaters
f/ Canibus, Manhunt [Wyclef] Yo the Brooklyn Bridge is gonna collapse y'know? Yo this Wyclef Jean and the ReFugee All-Stars up in here Yo what's this
up Yo if I became broke tomorrow Would I still be your pharaoh? Your ghetto Prince of Egypt And if I got into a motorcycle accident and crashed And became
loss The only way I know To shake myself of this curse Is to bring myself to something That is measurably worse CHORUS I sought refuge in a house
feel it up Yo if I became broke tomorrow Would I still be your pharaoh? Your ghetto Prince of Egypt And if I got into a motorcycle accident and crashed
freedom in our everyday, life And make the most out of it We don't know this might take us both out If the train run off the track, crash and burn We