for so much more I find that we have settled too many times Should not be so, I think it's time God's letting us know We need to get it right No need
Traduzione: Out Of Eden. Get It Right.
[Blowfly:] "Turn over! I'ma stick it in y'ass! 'No, it's gon' hurt!' You'll get used to it." [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] Lady Godiva was a freak She
like a ballad call it what you want but I call it sound salad a salad grown in the garden of Eden seekin' out pleasures like my boys in Sweden that's right
on and on and on and on and on Father stop it now We must stop it now You really think you are half way up I would not mind if you were right (It's
them cops Cause dogg, it ain't about Cam (It ain't about me) I got a son homeboy, it's about Cam (For that?) It's about being +Bout It+ If you're not,
on rap like God turned his back on Eden To return like Cat Stevens For those who believe it, I live it, I breathe it I smash mics to pieces, that's the
one will ever find out Living your life this way will only bring great satisfaction So take it all and give nothing Or are these the words of a snake? Now it
Do you lose and win Or win and lose Sweet rain, like mercy in the night (Lay me down, wash away the sorrow) Caress my soul and set it right (Lay me down
you lose and win Or win and lose Sweet rain, like mercy in the night (Lay me down, wash away the sorrow) Caress my soul and set it right (Lay me
of your hometown favorites My boy Cilvaringz, doing big things upon this We gon' make it pop like this Ya'll wanna see what time it izzy Man, this is
Aoww-owwww] (to freak it with the) Allllll.. (now let me get a piece of this) (let me get a piece Bee) niiiiiight.. [Common] Check it, check it I was
got enough on your mind You work for WHO, so?! I don't wanna get signed My shadow's chasin me, basically, I'm ahead of my time Tryin to get this green out
Nothing happens here Get out the lawn chairs We'll drink pink lemonade And watch Martinez burn Cesspools In Eden Oozing away Cesspools in Eden Leak
passing by galaxies unfolding, new worlds being born pilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawn but it's a long road out of eden music blasting