Hey, you're already down so why don't you wipe the frown off of that face and speak to me, my dear and we are the best of all [x2] da-da da da-da da
Hey, you're already down so why don't you wipe the frown off of that face and speak to me, my dear and we are the best of all [x2] da-da da da-da
on earth Aceyalone sends his wishes to all the frightful night out on the (? ? ? ? ) Circus Under the stars electric traveling bazarre/bizarre packed
the light I'd made it to Manhattan built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing exactly what I do best: Pluggin in an electric guitar, leading
the light I'd made it to Manhattan Built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing Exactly what I do best Plugging in an electric guitar Leading
the fool, spit 'til no bars is left And all y'all teams can feel my sixteen bars of death Sixteen bars of death Rap monster on cassette, never runnin' out of breath
yo i drop some science every demo i make It's like, how you livin homes Kinda trife and it aint that great I wanna mansion and a yatch and all that bullshit
Everywhere in vans and behind garage doors, a hospice ward of all the kids we know foregoing student loans to watch the joints play catch up with bored
my best friend We were partners in a business down on C and 7th Nothin' ever got this good brother down He was a real live wire in an electric town
burned out, Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision and possibility? What chance does anyone have when all the spaces are filled? Sipping breakfast
history So carefully, I drop this degree Scientifically, and realistically (Who is God?) Bear witness to Allah, gave birth to all For Allah was all,
head cases (suck ???? fame is) Some of them lost the base hit While they all read brims in the metal die cast Voltron cadence, what N.Y. electric,
I need a, I need, I need a That's all I need, see how easy I am to please That's all I need, and maybe then I'll be complete That's all I need, I'm not
Creep Its So Good That It's Bad It Might Be The Best Damn Thing That I Ever Had... This Is A Peek At Best What's Coming Is Coming And It's Electrical
life It's all a scene with a straight directive That we're all lost and we're stuck in time We feel alone in a strange blue ocean And we're all scared
that destruction, of all previous discussion When I hit like a concussion, your heart rate stall Recorders all stall, you jaw'll go slack I deliver makin' quivers and shivers all
It'll tell you when to breathe Boy take a turnpike heading west Turn the people on to beau geste 'Cause that's what you did the best Boy play the pipes
it You ain't got no flavor and I can prove it Flavor Flav the flav all of flavors Onion and garlic French fried potatoes Make ya breath stink, breath fire Makes any onion the best
