Now here we go dropping science dropping it all overLike bumping around the town like when you’re driving a Range RoverExpanding the horizons and expanding the parametersExpanding the rhymes of sucker M.C. amateursNaugels, Isaac Newton Scientific E.Z.Ben Franklin with the kite getting over with the keyRock shocking the mic as many times times the times […]
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All I Want
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Day after dayYour homelife’s a wreckThe powers that be just breathe down your neckYou get no respectYou get no reliefYou gotta speak up and yell out your peace Chorus: So back off your rulesBack off your jiveCause I’m sick of not livingTo stay aliveLeave me aloneI’m not asking a lotI […]
3 Card Molly
Ras Kass]What, yeah, yeahBlack John McClane, Harold the Menace, and the Waterproofwith my nigga Bud’da, on the trackGolden State Warriors..Eatin every rapper on the plateHuh, feel me I got three-oh-fo’s in three-one-ohon section eight, with multiple one-eighty-sevensSport a Marilyn Manson t-shirt when I die and go to heavenSmoke a beady, scrape my lungs, smoke the […]
A Minute Without You
Well I woke up this morningAnd the night had been so longSeems that I had had my mind on youWell the day, it has begun, and I can’t get a minute, can’t get aminute without youYou’re always on my mind, you’re always in my headAnd I can’t live, I can’t live another day without you‘Cause […]
All I Need Was You
Outside the church bells tollFor this wasteland we call homeThere’s nowhere left to hide or run to Daddy drank real hard late at nightHe’d say without love life’s a long fightl promised I’d win one fight for him babe The storm outside is ragingI close my eyes l think about you babeThere’s got to be […]
All I Have To Give
I don’t care what he does to make you cry,but I’ll be there to make you smile.I don’t have a fancy car,to get to you I’d walk a thousand miles.I don’t care if he buy you nice thingsDoes his gifts come from the heart – I don’t know…But if you were my girl…I’d make it […]
A Media Luz
Corrientes tres cuatro ocho, segundo piso, ascensor,No hay porteros ni vecinos, adentro cocktel de amor. Pisito que puso Maple, piano, estera y velador,Un telefón que contesta, una fonola que llora,Viejos tangos de mi flor y un gato de porcelana pa que No maulle el amor. Y todo a media luz, que es un brujo el […]
A Few Minutes On Friday
She kills, with foreign filmsThe emptiness of day to dayAnd I wait until the weekend comesSo I can clear this uselessness from my brainI count the days until she arrivesThose precious minutes when she is mineAs we walk from my front door to her carWe’re so close and aloneBut that will disappearIn a room filled […]