It was all about acceleration. All for notoriety. All about the destination. Driven by my own abilities. . Rocket shuttered screamed and then fell away.
Youre the woman who made me a man. You're the woman who made me a man. I was down, you taught me how to stand. You're the woman who made me. . I was made up of nothing, you put something inside.
She could be found out dancin'. At Ludlow Street and Stanton. Oh, you should've seen her. Shake it up like Orangina. . And even though she's a liar. We got on like a house on fire.
I'm in your head like a rat in the walls.. I'm in your head like a rat in the walls.. I'm in your head like a rat in the walls. Ohh. Ohh.. . (Ohh. Ohh.).
Inappropriate behaviour. Thinking distraction will be your saviour. This need seems never-ending. These nights seem all-pretending. The record's spins comfort me.
Want some water?. No, I think I'm okay.. . Rainshine.. . I don't care how sick you say it's gonna get,. My big ass bubble has not busted yet.. Because I feel,.
I don't care about you. don't you pretend I do. Talk your shit words. live your life/death. You may have been real. but I'm not sure. I saw you on the bus.
A little bit outrageous, I'm really quite contagious. We're gonna go around the world. We're crazy girls, we know we're gonna make it. (We're gonna make it).
Cosa dice il monte alla neve. che si scioglie e va?. Non racconta poesie, ma sa.... Rifluisce il fiume se la neve va,. foglie, verde e fiori e la pioggia lo bagner;.
i don't feel like being home.. you can talk to the machine.. i need a minute or two to be alone.. so leave your message at the beep.. i don't want your cold line..
(Jonathon Brandmeier). Well it's hard to believe it's happening there. Farmers walking 'round with clubs in the air. Saying, "Hey bunny, bunny come out a your hole and I'll crush your skull.".
It's the return of the motherfuckin dreadlock. It's the return of the motherfuckin dreadlock. It's the return of the motherfuckin dreadlock. It's the return of the motherfuckin dreadlock.
Ayyo, check this out. Brand Nubian gettin' ready to swing this ep'. We got the Grand Puba, we got Derek X on the flex. We got, Lord Jamar, we got Alamo with the A, Ron Stud!.
Passed by the door to get to Heaven. Seven trumpets big and bright. You hear it coming in the middle of the night. A caution to the children, time to turn your crimson white.
Presently, the future is in the middle of a love triangle,. With calamity and me in the corner starting to feel uncomfortable,. Should I douse the spark or fan the flames or merely think of clever things to say?.
Here in our gilded cage. we turn on the news and are entertained.. We are an army of. semi-informed, chemically maimed. paper tigers. That's. only the cusp, only the crown..
how much longer. baby tell me when will it end. trapped in the pitch black darkness. since god knows when. throw me a line. the bitch is screamin at me.
Let me tell you something. That my old man said to me. Your lies have been piled so high. It's no surpriseyou don't even see. All your tricks and all your games.
[- to antagonize violence in the neighbourhood active -]. . Where no one hears your whisper. and no one knows your name. my eyes to hear, my tongue to see to feel again the same.
[Bonus Track]. . He's back! Painful memories and a restless soul cause him to come back,. back to save the souls which he lives off. But... he wants to save us..