Looking at your dress,. I notice how the patterns change. As the light hits it a certain way. Seeing different shapes of words becoming sentences. Though I still can't make out what they say..
The first night that we met I must confess. You drove me crazy with your innocence. You knew, I was breaking all the rules. I took you in my arms and then we kissed.
Out on the road!. Outta your state!. Picture the apple. the hours late.. Everyone trying. to be the same!. Uniformed and smiles, smiles, smiles. Goodbye to language.
Picture this: A falling star. adorns a kite string. the two of us are holding fast. oh, where will the fall leave us?. . you were a prisoner. and so was I.
This is the stick up boom music for styles to flow free. But y'all know it's me or could you tell by the spree. The deuce crew of the new, yeah makes the whole shit clear yeah.
Peace to the Gods, peace to the Earths. Peace to the positive people of the universe. Brand Nubian came to work it like this. . Ya see, each and every day.
Ha, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yo, straight from the wilds of The Bronx, it's Buckwild, you know I'm sayin'?. And that kid Sadat X born king, doin' my thing.
I hit a beat and swing a note as if my name was David Ruffin. Quick to toast an MC just like an English muffin. Don't worry about a thing because the Puba's never bluffing.
[both] it ain't no mystery .. (4x). . "who is that? " "the supreme black man, that's who!" (3x). "hoo that's the man!" [both] it ain't no mystery. . "who is that? " "the supreme black man, that's who!" (3x).
[Lord Jamar - interpolation of Grandmaster Flash's "The Message"]. A child is born with no state of mind. Blind to the ways of mankind. God is smiling on you but He's frowning too.
Too depressed to think. A train of empty thoughts. Where's the meaning. Confused and distraught. Behind your dreams. Lies your past. To all the questions.
Go on. Living. On the edge. Unforgiving. Hold on. Living. Things i've done. Always preaching. . Stand tall. Saving. Saving face for my own being. This time It's changing.
Rome never looks where she treads. Always her heavy hooves fall. On our stomachs our hearts and our heads. And Rome never hears when we bawl. Her sentries pass on -- that is all.
Step into the light and join the everlasting battle between good and evil.. A battle of the minds being fought each and every day.. . Coming out of the black, taking over,.
all the animals are sad in the zoo like me. all the animals are sad in the zoo like me. all the animals are sad in the zoo like me, like me, like me. .
More or less. Everyone has a mess. In their hearts and heads. But we are searching for happiness, happiness. . And I lie, and I lie, and I lie to survive again.
I may seem wise I may seem old. Feels like I just came into this world. I beg and lie and then regret,. I run and grab and soon forget. . I can feel I see two skies above.
[limited edition bous track]. . [originally performed by Tony Chrisie as "Is this the way to amarillo"]. [written by Howard Greenfield & Neil Sedaka (EMI Songs Musikverlag & Sony/ATV Music)].
Sitting on a sofa, chewing gum and watcing a movie. Got no things to do but sit and chew, and I'm feeling groovy. . All right, chill out, switch off the telephone.
Roads, another nameless city, hitchikers with no money. Well, you drive, I sit behind you, wake me when you're tired too. Being far from usual places, leaving all the boring faces.