[skit plays for first minute or so of track] [Ghostface Killah] Congratulations, we have refreshments and glass bracelets Avian water's ya choice, put
How come he don't come and PIP with me Down at the meter no more? How come he turn off the TV? And he hang that sign on the door? We call and we call
[Chuck verse 1] We dont control sht No education Enforcement Economics Depending on governments Forever in a plantation state Damn this is why i hate
Like two souls touching. Thoughts a - breaking - Lovers sleeping. Waves breaking against our minds. We play, play and laugh, play and laugh and sing to
You didn't know I wasn't free when you fell in love with me And with all your young heart you learned to care It brought you shame and disgrace, the world
War is much more than a disagreement of thought and a battle born of strife Where many will stand and many will fall while bystanders will question the
Runnin' to-and-fro - hard workin' at the mill. Never fail in the mail - yeah, come a rotten bill! Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
In-delusional, I believed, I could cure it all for you, dear Coax or trick or drive or drag the demons from you Make it right for you, sleeping beauty
Lyin' and all alone and restless, unable to loose this image Sleepless, unable to focus, on anything but your surrender Tuggin' a rhythm to the vision
Furry green eye In a furry green hole It's a furry green atom bowl Furry green eye In a furry green bowl It's a furry green atom bowl Spread-dud-dust,
Oh, yeah, come on Bell bottoms were really cool An' cuttin' class an' skippin' school I remember packing that ol' fishin' pole Skinny dippin' at a swimmin
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Fish and Chips A little coke and you, oh, babe Honey drips Two more to go, oh, babe Let's go on back The trip will be groovy, oh, babe Jump in the sack
I'm gonna search this town From door to door The love I crave I can't find no more I got to find my baby I declare, I wouldn't lie I ain't had no real
As I was motivatin' back in town I saw a Cadillac sign sayin' 'No Money Down' So I eased on my brakes and I pulled in the drive Gunned my motor twice
It was the (beatboxing) that got me (beatboxing) It was the (beatboxing) break (beatboxing) Deflate 'cause I was gassed head over heals in love with the
Closing out our feature for you now Captain of our slam team - Sage Francis. It was the (beatboxing) that got me (beatboxing) It was the (beatboxing)
Rest assured This is sincere This is true Let this be my writ of misanthropy To a thankless world of men Who have perfected nothing Save the art of accusation
