(featuring Masai Bey). . Since the beginnig, there has always been smut. God is smut, death is smut, your girl is probably smut, hip hop is smut. And now, for your pleasure, all you dirty fucks.
Yo, whattup E?. Yo, whattup Starbuck, what's goin' on?. Yeah, how you livin'?. Yeah, you know just smokin' every day, whassup?. . Yeah let me tell you hip-hop's wack man.
Let my orange dick spit. I got a dog named Kubrick, it's obvious I like his flicks. Filming 'em with human chicks, if that's a sin. Let him poke this white bitch Kim for coke.
(featuring Kool Keith). . Kool Keith...the original Adam West. New York. That's right. Back from the pad. (the finest tuned rapping machine). Back from the pad.
[eon]. We arrive with the sun smog up in the vintage london fog. I'm fuckin your g after you took her to miniature golf. From the floor of this shitty-ass kitchen.
One of us equals many of us. Disrespect one of us, you'll see plenty of us. Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on, come on, ahh, yeah. . You want Cage in the flesh, paper wants ink to bless.
Kill that cat, watch me kill that cat. If it's your girl, I'm lookin' at. Then watch me kill that cat. . I hunt cunts like these, with underground disease.
I was at the lowest point of my life. I couldn't talk to anyone. Truly alone. . There's no telling what. I might have done. If it hadn't been for you.
I'm writing a letter to my baby. My baby so far away. I'm writing a letter to my baby. And this is what it says:. . "Ba da ba bop be dop bop ba da. be dop bop ba da be dop bop ba da".
Why me Lord what have I ever done. To deserve even one of the pleasures I've known. Lord, what did I ever do. That was worth lovin' You or the kindness You've shown.
There's no one great among us. We're nothing on our own. We make mistakes and often slip. Just common flesh and bone. Someday I'll prove just what I say.
It hits me almost every day,. Especially when you're away,. And every night we'll talk about it. In love with everything you say and every time,. I'm hoping it's all just in my mind,.
Everyone's running. Everyone's running out of smoke. Nobody wants to leave the house. . I'm not waiting around. Till the sun comes out of the clouds. I will jump into the sky and shine down.
I try to hold on, hold on, hold on to you. You keep turning away. And when you turn back, turn back, turn back to me. You never seem to be the same. .
If words were all it took to save someone. I would have said more of them to you. But words just didn't seem to do the job somehow. Now time is gone and the morning is here.
They lied about the way. Things were gonna be. They lied about the things. They wanted from me. . They lied about the reasons. They wanted me at all. And now.
Proud to wear the uniform. Of a man who won't conform. Learning how to fit the mold. Of a man who can't be told. . Climb aboard that tour bus. Down the road less traveled.
And the moon looks like a tomato. And there's a blanket over the sun. And all the stars fall out of the sky. One by one. One by one. They all fall down.
Hey hey hey. I'm not gonna listen to what you say anymore. Your advice gets me nowhere. Always with some seemingly harmless concession. To blur the lines away.
On the drive home I was thinking I wish you'd left me where you found me. This isn't working and you should know, you should know.. I have always tried to tell you but you always argue.