Riddle me this brother can you handle itYour style to my style you can’t hold a candle to itEquinox symmetry and the balance is rightSmokin’ and drinkin’ on a Tuesday nightIt’s not how you play the game it’s how you win itI cheat and steal and sin and I’m a cynicFor those about to rock […]

Words comin forth like water from the tapClap tracks line the spaces places papers people stackBack track through the minutes when the thoughts went insaneI pulled the picture off the cover and blew out the mind gamesPeople say this is the playlist of the void non-boundBut I can say this is the plainness of the […]

Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoopI gave him fifty cents to buy some soupHe knows the time with the fresh Gucci watchHe’s even more over than the mayor Ed KochWashing windows on the Bowery at a quarter to four‘Cause he ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no moreLiving on borrowed time and borrowed […]

Hey ladies in the place I’m callin’ out to yaThere never was a city kid truer and bluerThere’s more to me than you’ll ever knowAnd I’ve got more hits than Sadaharu OhTon Thumb Tom Cushman or Tom FooleryDate women on T.V. with the help of Chuck WooleryWords are flowing out just like the Grand CanyonAnd […]

He thrusts his fists against the post and still insists he sees a ghostShe’s slippin through his fingers as she’s movin’ out to the coastIf your world was all black and if your world was all whiteThen you wouldn’t get much color out of life now rightNicknamed Shamrock my name is not ShamusGirlies on the […]

You wake up late for schoolman you don’t wanna goYou ask you mom, "Please?"but she still says, "No!"You missed two classesand no homeworkBut your teacher preaches classlike you’re some kind of jerk Chorus:You gotta fight for your right to party You pop caught you smokingand he said, "No way!"That hypocritesmokes two packs a dayMan, living […]

Here’s a little story I gots to tell,about three bad brothers you know so well.It started way back in history with Adrock, MCA and me, Mike D. I been had a little horsey named Paul Revere.Just me and my horsey and a quart of beer.Ridin’ cross the land, kickin’ up sand.Sheriff Posse is on my […]

Rolling down the hill snowballing getting biggerAn explosion in the chamber the hammer from the triggerI seen him get stabbed I watched the blood spill outHe had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout24 is my age 22 is my gaugeWriting rhymes on a page going off in a rageOut on a mission a stolen […]