She packed my bags last night pre-flight. Zero hour nine a.m.. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then. I miss the earth so much I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space.
Infants are virginal, incorrupt, innocent, so nice. their laughing and merriness that's my sugar & spice. I abandon myself to vice. to say it the least precise.
Baptized in excrements. I am the chosen one that brings salvation. The scourge of him who owns your souls. Defecating flame of god - chastisement. . I bathe my leprous limbs in blood.
She's lying on the floor with blood between her legs. A man was beating her and compelling to sex. Tears in her eyes Her mind was in a haze. But she recognised that motherfucker's face.
REQUIEM FOR A URODELA BLUES. . got a face that's full of knotholes/ got a salamander's check. got 12 wooden spoons and a rheumatic's breath. been fixin for a beatin/ Strawman Charlie and the goat parade/.
[Flavor Flav]. Yeah that's right Chuck man, that's what you gotta do. You got to tell 'em JUST LIKE THAT, you know what I'm sayin?. Cause yo, man let me tell you a little somethin man.
Mind over matter, mouth in motion. Can't defy, 'cause I'll never be quiet. Let's start this. Right. . You spend a buck in the 80's, whatcha you get is a preacher.
Come on, hear the beat go. Come on, it's a bird, a plane. And the sound remains the same. . The brothas gotta rap, the brothas gotta rap. Brothas gotta rap, the brothas gotta rap.
I get down to what it is and if it ain't funky. (See ya). People askin' me what's goin' on with my mind. (Huh). Wait a minute. . It's just a matter of race 'cause a black male's in their face.
Damn back again up on track again. [Incomprehensible] 'round the bend. Some of y'all black again, it got dark. On your mark get set, out of sight out of mind.
I never tried to pretend to have an accent that I never had. So why don't you stay away awhile, come hear the freestyle. The quicker the sticks with the guitar licks.
"The Enemy the Enemy the Enemy the Enemy" [repeat in background]. . [Flavor Flav (Chuck D)]. P.E., c'mon now!. Here the... here the, hear the beat go.
When I get down. I give what go around. And when I cough. I do my best to cut it off. I don't claim to be a preacher. Not paid to be a teacher. But I'm grown.
Yes, the rhythm, the rebel. Without a pause, I'm lowering my level. The hard rhymer, where you never been I'm in. You want stylin', you know it's time again.
Testing, one, two, testing, one, two. The house is now on fire, spread the walls y'all. Everybody get somebody. We don't want anybody let fuck nobody.
Gary g-wiz - ridenhour - studdah man. . Microphone check. Microphone check. . Can I get a check up from the neck up. Can I kick a rhyme. While I'm checkin my time.
Everybody over here, get on up. Everybody right there, get into it. Everybody over there, get involved. Everybody just, get involved. . Microphone check, microphone check.
She packed my bags last night pre-flight. Zero hour nine a.m.. And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then. I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife. It's lonely out in space.
I'm gonna get me a rubber girl. I'm gonna take her everywhere. She's gonna give me a whole lot of love. In exchange for a little help. . I'll never have to show her out.
THIS IS MY HEART. I GIVE IT TO YOU. FRAGILE THE PARTS. PLEASE DON'T YOU BREAK IT. HERE IS MY SOUL. IT'S ALL I'VE GOT. IT MIGHT NOT BE MUCH. BUT IT KEEPS ME TOGETHER.