She swings the string of pearls on the corner. The street lights reflect the light in the water. The string it snaps and the pearls go sailing. And they splash and bounce and roll 'cross the wet street.
I said, "Hey, brown girl, I seen your tears through the window. Of the junk shop downtown". Sellin' trinkets from your far off homeland. Did the Promised Land let you down?.
You know the galaxy's full of black holes. We don't know which one. Oh take a look I take a look inside. . This is a whle new kind of illusion. Based on a brand new kind of confusion.
Standing in the doorway. Wondering if it's safe to go outside. Wondering if I'll come back. Wondering if I might just drift out with the rising tide. .
Follows me wherever we go, undermining all that we know. Suddenly starts thinkin' been fooled from the beginnin'. When the cause is lost you find there is no point in winnin'.
So you think I've got a problem. So you think it's all to clear. Got fucking mental disorder. Where's the fucking order around here?. . I'm a spacehead, I'm not a stupid head.
I ran the way, I walked a fine line. Wasted time or need to find. You will call and I'll take mine. And to remind me I am fine. . What you are is what you see and.
Well, if there's one thing that I know. It's easy to kill what's hard to grow. One thing I might say. No one's gotta know about running away. . Trying to make something out of nothing.
Grandfather watches the grandfather clock. And the phone hasn't rang for so long. And the time flies by like a vulture in the sky. Suddenly he breaks into song.
Some obsessions are not good for you. Some obsessions are just what you need. I am obsessed with you. It'd be convenient for you to be obsessed with me.
I'm sick of that song about how you lost your lover. I'm sick of that song about how you treat your mother. I'm sick of that song about [Incomprehensible].
I've been vindicated. I've been loved and hated. I've been pulled aside and told that life was overrated. No, I don't believe it. I just can't conceive it.
Shipwreck sailors searching for some fools gold. They're the local drunken boys. Been out drinking all night feeling alright. We watch them kill each other in a fight.
I guess I'll see you later. Sweet manipulator. And how I thank you dearly. For helping me see clearly. . Yes sir, no sir, let me go. Sir, I don't even want to know.
Well, well, now what the hell has gotten into you. Is it something we can make it through?. I'll spend the rest of my life trying to figure you out. Like a black silhouette in a shadow of doubt.
Well, we got no choice. All the girls and boys. Making all that noise. 'Cause they found new toys. . Well we can't salute you. Can't find a flag. If that don't suit you.
Souljahz don't stop, Souljahz don't stop. Bring the real hip hop, bring the real hip hop. Souljahz don't quit, Souljahz don't quit. Bring the real live hits, bring the real live hits.
Yo, this goes out to all my wild style ladies. Respect yourselves and stop pumpin' out babies. And also to my brothers who keep thinkin' they're men. Yet it seems to me they're actin' more like man's best friend.
Here comes Suzy Snowflake. Dressed in a snow white gown. Tap, tap, tapping at your window pane. To tell you she's in town. . If you wanna make a snow man.
Something I can't comprehend. Something so complex and couched in its equation. So dense that light cannot escape from. . In the dark your brain glows.