Mackie

It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust
Ain't out of the blue like we usually do
So me and Angelo came around about seven
With stars in our eyes from the press we were gettin'
Suspect from headache you know a great deal
Your apathy fake but your parts are real
More than a little by the time it went down
I had crossed your path but you didn't know how
A record claimed star by the end of the week
Set flames to the heat that's all out in the street
The problems and pain runs hand in hand
When the mother of commerce ends up workin' for the band

[Chorus]
The streets is watchin'
So keep on talkin'
Your time is tickin' down, down, down
The streets is watchin'
So keep on talkin'
Your time is tickin' down, down, down

Let's catch fishes
Bombs make misses
You get served like dishes
Like the soft machine kisses your ass
It's not one iota or a comma or a quota
It was regular stuff like Perry and Thrust
Ain't out of the blue like we usually do
So me and Angelo came around about seven
With stars in our eyes from the press we were gettin'
Suspect from headache you know a great deal
Your apathy fake but your parts are real
More than a little by the time it went down
I had crossed your path but you didn't know how
A record claimed star by the end of the week
Set flames to the heat that's all out in the street
The problems and pain runs hand in hand
When the mother of commerce ends up workin' for the band

[Chorus]

Let's catch fishes
Bombs make misses
You get served like dishes
Like the soft machine kisses your ass
It's not one iota or a comma or a quota
When your time here is over
One bum, two bum, three bums more
If dispute you're using then you know what it's for
A shot in the dark and after a thought
A lark
You hit the watermark but the thug didn't bark
Oh yeah, that's the sound of the police
They're makin' the wave because your hand is greased
Can't put nobody on unless they're wearing a thong
But the days are gone like Yvonne Elliman
If I can't be true I don't want your money baby
See I'm happy being stealth
Can't define my wealth
So, yo, go ask somebody else

Yeah The streets is watchin'
Yeah The streets is watchin'
I said the streets are watchin'

Time is driftin', this rock has got to roll,
So I hit the road and made my getaway.
Restless feeling, I really gotta hold,
I started searching for a better way.

[Chorus]
And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night,
But I couldn't see the light, no I couldn't see the light.
I kept on lookin' for a way to take me through the night,
But I couldn't get it right, no I couldn't get it right.

La fever, made me feel alright,
But I must admit it got the best of me.
Gettin' down, so deep I nearly drowned,
I can't get back to where I used to be.

[Chorus]

New York city, took me with the tide,
I nearly died from hospitality,
Left me stranded, and took away my pride,
Just another know it all fatality.

[Chorus: Repeat to fade]

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (4x

Chorus:
Honey you, are my shining star, and don't you go away,
I wanna be, right here where you are, until my dying day

So many have tried, tried to find,
a love like yours an mine, yeah baby,
girl don't you relaise that your hypnotised,
It makes me love you more and more each time, yeah baby.

Bridge
Honey I'm never gonna leave you lonely,
I'm giving my love to you one and only, one and only.

Chorus

It feels so good, lying here next to you,
lost in love, yeah baby,
Cos baby when we touch, I love you so much,
You're everything I've ever dreamed of, yeah baby.

Bridge
Chorus x2

Bombin' the L (12x)
Lord, I can't change (2x)

I usta more ya yo than Phizer Pharmaceuticals
paid my way through college, and still had residuals
Moved more wait than arnold on steriods
shot more punks than rocks in asteroids
caught more heat than Aruba in August
Never spilled the beans when the cops finally caught us
All my liquid assets are flowing like a stream
and my fingers are faster than Yngwie Malmstein


Everybody round me making money
I see everybody round me making money
Why can't I?

Lord, I can't change (4x)

I get my macaroni salad from Dean and Deluca
and I top my red death with the white Zambuca
stick up kid yeah, without no errors
I'm smashing twelve hundreds on
sucker rhyme sayers
Like Hendrix I freak you, like Tito I treat you
Bombin' Tha "L" i see you
You freak, you coochie frito ! There's something about a train!

Lord, I can't change (8x)
Bombin' the L (14x)
Lord, I can't change (11x)

I'm not in love, so don't forget it. It's just a silly phase I'm going through. And just because I call you up, Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got it made. I'm not in love, no no, it's because... I like to see you, but then again, That doesn't mean you mean that much to me. So if I call you, don't make a fuss - Don't tell your friends about the two of us. I'm not in love, no no, it's because... I keep your picture upon the wall. It hides a nasty stain that's lying there. So don't you ask me to give it back. I know you know it doesn't mean that much to me. I'm not in love, no no, it's because... Ooh, you'll wait a long time for me. Ooh, you'll wait a long time. I'm not in love, I'm not in love...

The summerwind, came blowing in, from across the sea
It lingered there, to touch your hair, and walk with me
All summer long, you sing a song, and we stole that golden sand,
Two sweethearts, and the summerwind.

Like painted kites, those days and nights, they went flying by,
The world was new, beneath the blue, umbrella sky,
?One soft event?, a pappa man, one day it called to you,
I lost you, I lost you to the summerwind.

Young wind, and the well aware, they have come and gone,
and still the days, those lonely days, they go on and on and on,
And guess who sized, his lullabies, through nights that never end,
My fickle friend,


The summerwind, on the summerwind (repeat to fade)

Crazy, but that's how it goes, millions of people, living as hoes,
But maybe, it's not too late,
to learn how to love and forget how to hate,

But mental wounds, they still heal, but drivin' me, insane,
I'm going off the rails of my crazy train,

I've listened to preachers, I've even listened to fools, y'all.
I've watched all the dropouts, who make their own rules,
See that person's condition, to whom they control,
You know the media sells it y'all, and you live the woe,

But mental wounds, they still heal, but drivin' me, insane,
I'm going off the rails of my crazy train,

I know that things ain't going well for my ass,
But you got to listen to my words,

As of a cold war, that's what we've become,
Inheriting troubles, yo i'm mentally numb,
Crazy, I just cannot bear,
I'm livin' with something, that just isn't fair,

With mental wounds, not healin', drivin' me, insane,
See I'm going off the rails of that crazy train,

Crazy.

They try to move us; to use us
like Judas did Jesus; to please us
Diverting the issues to misuse the peoples
How are we gonna get 'em?
How are we gonna vote them out?
When the wingtips got it locked up
With one thing you don't know.
Ya dig it? The freaking wingtips did it.
But some of us are wise and some of us are suckers. . .
And we all bleed red even racist motherfuckers.

And I can't get with that.
No I can't get with that (2x)

I said: No, I can't get with that
No I can't get with that (2x)
(3x)

I see the hoes and the hustlers
be piled up in clusters
since they upped the anti, and hooked up Giuliani
and the black kill the black and
Latino kill Latino; man it's evil. . .
The same damn story and a sequel
I thought I fought for what was right,
but in the end, my friend, 20-20 is hindsight.
I think I caught you out there
chillin in the Bahamas.
I take you to Miami to meet the Dalai Lama.

And I can't get with that.
No I can't get with that (2x)

I said: No, I can't get with that
No I can't get with that (2x)
(5x

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
with the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

Coney Island girl.
I know this ain't no time to be talking.
Yo baby, I'll understand it if you keep on walking.
It's not like I liked you anyway,
it's the way that you swag it and sway.
Reminds me of a girl I used to know back in the Bay.

Coney island girl.
Now come here and don't get mad.
I gave her all I thought I had.
I must live my life alone and never kiss anyone else on the Cyclone.
As crazy as it seems.
I'm having recurring dreams.
You are not there, but she is.
So now split.
Coney Island girl. (4x)

And I'll be seeing you, in all the old, familiar places,
that this heart of mine embraces, all day through,
And in that small cafe, the park along the way,
The children's carousel, The chestnut trees and the wishing well,

And I'll be seeing you, in every love me summer's day,
In everything that's light and gay, I'll always think of you that way,
and I'll find you, in the morning sun, and when the night is young,
I'll be looking at the moon, but I'll be seeing you.

(followed by Up On The Hill instrumental)

It's just a hill of beans to some
Bums talking 6-figure shit, while they taking their lump
See I grew up on the hill
But still I keep ready
Had a mind of my own like Wes gave to Freddy
As Freddy got clipped, man, so did my youth
Spending nights with my rights, knocked to my tooth
Yeah, it scarred my soul
It fucked me up like vodka
Had me walking around mumbling shit like I was Latka
The Hill don't discriminate, they know who you are
If you make it over the edge then baby, you the star
The Big Top knows all the choices you chose
Both respected and feared by your friends and your foes

* Now up on the Hill is where you find us
Yeah, up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill that burns the brightest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill

** And up on the Hill is where you find us
And up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill there ain't no contest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill

Now go make your mound in an anthill, sonny
You be dead by 40, but you make a lotta money
A shot clock is dropped, choose when you choose
And if you ain't up on the Hill, you lose
Now damn the jokes and damn the torpedos
Live a life of your dreams,like boz did Lido
I said Lido, who-a-oh
I said one more time, ought to get it
Now look up, look up higher and see
It's not as hard as you figured it would be
Now 2 tons, 2 tons lighter
agreed, Now - if it's all right with you it's all right with me

**Repeat
*Repeat(x2)
**Repeat(x2)
*Repeat(x2)

* Barry White, saved my life
And if Barry White, saved your life
Or got you back with your ex-wife
Sing Barry White, Barry White, it's alright.

Now I was watching Banachek
My mind's eye
right back when i was a seed
and learning 'bout life
At night they came together and gave me sight
He said it's better doing this, than sucking on a pipe
Now when she came over, she brought the discus
On and on, she promised to kick this
EWF, stole my breath
When he finished, there was nothing left

*Repeat

Over and over, 'til it's ready
Sing about it low and fat like J. P. Ghetti
We make it happen, ass slappin'
Sitting on the point to where you never catch us nappin'
CO efino, he got the money grips
No parking for Saturday night and the pips
The pips know the hymns, they singing along
Like knowing the verbs is gonna keep you from the twilight
Ummmmm Do a little like that

Barry White, Barry White, You know it's alright

*Repeat(x2)

[fade out]

Paulie ran like hell, car-jacked my moma's Pontiac
Dropped it off at the house, and he was sorry and he'd bring it back
Got on the Major Deagan, fighting a heart attack
But that was that, an hour out to Hackensack
Runnin', Kosciusko to the L.I.E
Traffic out the ass as far as the eye could see
Flip on the radio: WNBC, 3 men shot tryin' to free Gotti'

The View Belongs To Everyone (4x)

He heard they moved the Don out west somewhere like Oregon
Long live the king runnin' the marathon
He drifted back to 'Days' at the ‘Octagon’
Where the Goombas held the guards and did the pissing on
And now they ain't no mob just some criminal collective
Since Rudy and the right got his ass re-elected
We esteem too easy, obtain too cheap
And we talk a lotta shit from the back fuckin' seat

Long live the King, but who will wear his crown
They're flowing like a stream, deep from Underground
Long live the king, but who will wear his crown
Can you get down, can you get down? (repeat to fade out)

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples, many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back, and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use

* Korean Bodega, it's in my favor (2x)

See him hangin' on the street with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope

*Repeat to fade out

I think about the block keep it close like treasure
Keep it packed away where no one come in to
Got pulled out of the mix like forever and ever
I thought you told me how you felt about it in your letter
But that is all behind me like Georgio Armani
I'm sipping campari feed my dog salami
Never gave nobody up, I did my time I didn't bitch
Since I been back I heard you switched
:
But I'm back on the block and the air tastes sweeter
Yeah I'm back on the block and I barely believe ya
Yeah I'm back on the block and the air tastes sweeter
Yeah I'm back on the blockI remember the block and how it all began
You was a ramblin' man with a shake in your hand
Now, when they ran up fisty cuts in the plan
One who does it, who you was
So you dropped it on the cousin and you blamed it on me
He said nothing to the man but he said something to me
One, two, three but still I gave him the fifth
But since I've been back I heard you switchedAnd she keeps goin' on and on about it, hmm hmm
And he keeps goin' on and on and on about it
And Drunk Eddie from the store, he keeps goin' on and on about it
He keeps goin' on and on about it.

When 8 o'clock rolls around
and the same old shit is gettin' down
go to 10th street, yeah 10th street
If you don't want D
and you don't want that crap
but you gotta get the monkey off ya back
go to 10th street, 10th street
We got what ya need
A pillow bag with much to many seeds
Up on 10th street
Baby, baby keep it down
I believe I see the man
Look around as much as you like
smell the bags and hold on tight on 10th street
yeah, 10th street
They'll gladly snatch your cash,
give 'em ... shit and call it hash on 10th street
That's right on 10th street
We got what ya need
A pillow bag with much to many seeds
Up on 10th street
Baby, baby keep it down
I believe I see the man
Baby, baby keep it down
I believe I see the man

Back in '78, I was a kid,
I didn't know shit and I never did
When the summer got hot, we praid for rain
But since the lights went out
I've never been the same
But when we got older I caught the gust
Livin' in the park with the rest of the nuts
But now I waver, I feel it heavy on my mind
A life-saver that's been there all the time
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do
She don't know, she don't know but I do
And I play heavy on my mind
The booker got blessed on her date of birth
from green point ave across to Benson Hurst
She keeps my family together,
keeps my foes at bay
When she's chillin' off the leash
you better stay away
I remember you and I,
we used to chill on a stoop
maxing and ... without any loot
Now you got it going strong
but i feel long in the tooth girl
Now you got it going strong
but i feel long in the tooth
And I don't know what to feel anymore
But I'm trying, I'm trying to tell her
And I don't know what to think anymore
But I think, I think I ought to build myself ...
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do
She don't know, she don't know but I do
And I play heavy on my mind

And I don't know what to feel anymore
But I'm trying, I'm trying to tell her
And I don't know what to think anymore
But I think, I think I ought to build myself ...
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do
She don't know, she don't know but I do
And I play heavy on my mind
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do

On a night with no lights
They found a young girl's body
Jigged and beaten and they made it a priority
But the boys in blue couldn't solve the case
Because the girl that hit the curb didn't have no face

They found her on Delancy Street, Christmas Eve
No suspect sought, much to my relief
And I said wash your face little girl, for real
Pretend you came back with that mass appeal
Now diamonds for your pearl, clicking and heels
Shaking that ass for extra value meals
And down that part of town, that frightens the masses
Filled with mean motherfuckers and noxious gases

Delancy I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy I love you, I need you
I miss you on the Southside of the street

They're all bums girl, they're all bums girl
They're livin' in their fucked up places
I'm talking murder, I'm talking blackmail and jazz
And guys with burned up faces

Delancy I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy I love you I need you
Southside, Southside
Delancy I love you I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy I love you I need you
I miss you on the Southside of the street

You know that you're the flower, baby I am Dr Pepper

I saw you on the street and it made me feel much better
I dragged him 'cross the ground to show him what he'd done
I seen an F' train coming, shining like the sun
Yeah I looked both ways before I pushed him in the track
I heard a scream, a crack and I never looked back
Delancy on my mind

5 to 7 minutes to go, can you feel this?
Your life on the streets is done, forget the business
You get what you give, another day another dead one
Picture me out on the edge with the half a tonne
Tryin' to move it on up, tryin' to move the fuck out
You ain't Billy the kid, you ain't no ghetto son with clout
No doubt you had it hard, just a shard from the mirror
That went out

* Yeah we're all very worried about you,
Yeah we're all very worried about you,

And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up,
And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up,
And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up,
And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up,

You was a little out of line but you acted like you cared
And from now on, your life, and his, forever bare
I'm out on the streets, hearin' bullshit for weeks
I think it's time for you and me to meet
And if it's all minor scales and the check ain't in the mail
While you feelin' like you failed, wind blowin' past your sail
Nice place to live now son, where you gonna run?
Understand where we comin' from, put down the gun

*Repeat

Now I thought we'd come alive and
Stop all this drunken driving
You were the one who wanted to storm those gates
and kill those prophets that couldn't relate
But still you're the one who wanted to save your soul
With all your bullshit rock and roll
But now she hides her eyes
burns her house and hopes she dies

* Never gettin' my hands dirty
Uh-huh, uh-huh
It's not just for myself, not just all for self, no
I figured we'd move it on up, move it on up, yeah
Not just for myself, not just all for self, no

Now he put your hand in mine
Come daddy come show me a sign
Now what I do I do for youths
The white and the black and the browns and the blues
Now promise comes in two foot waves
The moving earth and diggin' the graves
Now he tried to justify it
But he'll feel better once he tries it


*Repeat to fade out

Like 9 till 10 love 5 point hit
All you had was your fist if it was in the grim
Some say they're ignorant
They leave a trail spend hard time in jail
And bang their girl through the mail
But now millennium where did the time go
And while the lines show Now sit dressed up before Geraldo
Now if you've seen hard times you're not alone
9 seven hoboken upon your telephone

* All my time is gone
All my time is gone
So familiar I hear the music in my head(x2)

Now I got myself in with men of respect
I might get off easy or get a broken neck
But when they find me I'll give 'em hell
Not form but 'cause I never fail
Like Rocky till the ring of bell
Hard times depression's curve
I think a lot about nouns but nothing in verbs
I wanna run, you make me stay
I scured the edge of the map until I get out of range

*Repeat(x5)

Axamillion morals, difference in opinion
I was with him, he had 7 jack and cokes in him
They had platform heels, nose job bills
And some look like their ill with the fucked up grill
Supermodels on my 'D', 1 2 3
He said "2 for you, 2 for me"
Face like a saint, suckin' like a sinner
Cocaine makes you thinner, cocaine makes you thinner

I got supermodels on my 'D'(x3)

Like Roger Grimsby on eye witness news
Man he'll tell you the truth while he's singin' the blues
Just like gasarama on Avenue B
He'll check under the hood, man he'll teach you Tai Chi
He laughed and with a gesture bought a drinks for the girls
He said "You gotta have the love in this fucked up world"
You gotta have the love in this fucked up world
You gotta have that sweet, sweet love
That keeps you warm at night - ooo bop bop shabba
You gotta have that love, for the world
the world ain't what it's cracked up, get it cracked up to be - ha ha
ha
Shoo be doo bop bop

I got Supermodels on my 'D' (x8)

Can't you see, can't you see
That I got a supermodel on my 'D' (repeat to end)

Now everyone is goin' out, but I'm stayin' in
You see I gotta nurse my lonely heart, with the mini bar gin
It's not that my baby is mad at me, no, for doin' something wrong
It's just that I'm so far, far away from her, and I've been here for
so long

* So won't you please try and understand that we ain't that kind of
band
You choose and you choose, baby and sometimes end up with the mini
bar blues

Now love thy neighbour and the children they flock
The suckers that shwag me baby are suckers that I Glock
See I'm the fire hose, and everybody knows, that I'll knock you down
and kick that ass
So when I go out on the town, straight out of the ground
I ain't lookin' to get on down, it's just one of them things, ask
Steve,
me and the fellas, sipping on some Heinekens,
if you know what I'm trying to express through my music

*Repeat(x2)

I Feel it's Pull
It's caressing claws
Dead end blocks
Graffiti walls
It Permeates
It Desecrates
It looks like shit but it taste great

(Chorus 1)
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o

See it's cliental come straight from hell
With missing limbs and whooo some funky smells
My bacon bits where not like this
I curse the day it passed my lips

(Chorus 2)
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o

(Guitar solo)

Bums
Buuuuums

Where the bums go wo o o o ( 16 times )

Fuckin bums! Yeah

I see her out (shit)
All over town
But I get no play
My man says you gotta be crazy

I talk of things
That might be to her
And a voice that makes
A pulse rush
Yeah I can tell

Wepa loco

Haremo?si
Nena, haremo?si

I watch her dance man
You know you gotta be crazy

Wepa loco
Man you gotta be crazy
Wepa loco

Her novio* might rollover yo
So I gotta go slow
Yeah I can tell, I can tell
He had a love, but he had to leave it
I know of love man
And you just can't beat it

Wepa loco

Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love
So why the face girl?
Why the face girl?

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco

(Yo there she comes man)
You gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Yeah, you gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Like she owns it (yeah)
With a boom, boom
And a boom, boom
Just like she owns the motherfucker

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco

I can tell (I can tell) [FADE]

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
[FADE]

I got my lovin and it's alright,
Suga is sweet,
But sometime she bite.
Pucker up baby and make it tight,
livin' my life,
Keep me up all night.
Shake that ass until it's sore,
Four click hole baby let it pour
Now it's 2 men at once
Hey now f**k this score
Gimme One, Two, Three, Four...

(Chorus)
Music Industry,
That is what we are,
No-one plays for free
And everyone's a star,
Sign the dotted line
We can have lunch sometime
And we can lie to each other, aahhh

We sign the deal and we make it nice
so pour your suits and give you quality ice
You can't live your dreams at twice the price
We're the house,
But you can role the dice.
Now back in the day people lived in fear,
They bought no records
So they could not hear
The s**t that I'm bustin' up
In your ear
So come on man, be with ya peers!

(Chorus 2x)

Instrumental

(Chorus 2x)

Seems like every day there's another one commin
another one runnin and another one gunnin
from random slums and I ain't down with those bums
Some fun it's gotta be to grab your pee pee
and sing so sweetly to the front row seat
Buts thats the way it be watchin that damn TV
since you free come and spread it up Missouri

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hat and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
See you give em a yard you best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

I get up I get down god willin and able
Bumps to many friends stole some cable
Some time I speak my mind rather plainly but I'm not a dick like Cheney
You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello stick em out
in Arkansas I sure do do well
for commin straight out the ground born fighter F**kin up your Christmas
like I'm scammin a lighter.


Now look at yourself rollin in the blues.
You do it to yourself you do, you do

Run Daddy run
See I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hats and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea you give em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth baby pass it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black trench and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea give 'em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Run daddy run
Run dady run

Sixteen heartbeats works for everyone
If I return dying, could I expect enough?
You know it seems to me at least it seems to me, now
To be a little out of reach

And all the while, I can't get over
How all my time, I can't do it over
And as my spirit grows colder and colder
Yeah, salvation I know her

I'm just a half a block away from salvation
I'm just a half a block away from it all
I'm just a half a block away from redemption
And I'll be damned if I can make it that far

Yeah, I know how you feel
I've lived there for years, it's cold and it's real
You better get on, out the loop 'cos the loop's gonna get ya'
You better get on, out the loop

I'm just a half a block away from salvation
I'm just a half a block away from it all
I'm just a half a block away from redemption
And I'll be damned if I can make it that far

And all the while I can't get over you
How all my time, I can't do it over
And as my spirit grows colder and colder
Yeah, salvation I know her

I'm just a half a block away from salvation
I'm just a half a block away from it all
I'm just a half a block away from redemption
And I'll be damned if I can make it that far

My man was workin at the seafood spot
Sellin fish n chips and dealin bags of pot
Dressed in a pirates uniform and all
Lookin like a fool headin for a fall
He was walkin home late one night godbless
Heard the scream of a woman in immediate distress
??????
he headed down the alley hoping for the best
he saw the girl who was screamin her mouth beat shut
two guys standin by her bout to get fucked up
he said you don't hit the bitches while I'm still alive
stabbed on in the neck the other in the eye
the girl ran home told her daddy she was saved
by a pirate with a shiv and a real smooth way
the vision of the pirate would surely never fade
so she called the New York post and tried to get paid

chorus
super hero your my super hero
super hero your my super hero

Now the story ran the following day page two
But swashbucklin in Brooklyn is all he want to do
I tried to sit him down and think things through
But swashbucklin in Brooklyn is all he want to do
Now he was havin problems like diving without drowning
The city the cops the mob trying to stop him
He needed a psychic thats where I came in
Tell his story to the world help him with his shit
We cruise down the river patrolling the docks
Deliverin justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots
This kinda shits ??? had no choice
Doin it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Chorus x 2
super hero your my super hero
super hero your my super hero

We cruise down the river patrolling the docks
Deliverin justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots
This kinda shits ??? had no choice
Doin it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Chorus x 4
super hero your my super hero
super hero your my super hero

I was working at the club in 1995
Sunday was the night that the gay club came alive
See, I would carry ice
And the crowd was just so nice that my phobia drowned
While I was getting down

[Chorus]
I met the finest girl of my life
That night, at gay night
I met the finest girl of my life
That night, at gay night
Gay night, it's all right, don't be uptight

See, half way through the evening
I saw this women gleamin' from across the room
She was with some guys
But when they gave me the eyes
I knew she was just their friend
We went out all weekend

[Chorus: x4]

I was a fiend (fiend) before I became a teen
I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say - Yes y'all!
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, cool 'Cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like a fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of
Cuz it's sort of an addiction,
Magnetized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so we can coincide,
my thoughts to guide
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend
Rakim
Spread the word 'cause he's in
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
But back to the problem
I gotta habit
I ain't a solving it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when
A fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
So gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness
Beware, it's the reanamator
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiending for a microphone,
I'm the microphone fiend
After 12,
I'm worse than a Gremlin
Feed me Hip-hop and I start trembling
It's the thrill of suspense that's intense, you're horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of "Tales From the Darkside"(darkside)
By any means necessary, this is what had to be done
Make way 'cause here I come
Fisty cuts material, material
Call imperial, call imperial

It's a must that I bust any mic you hand to me,
It's inherited, it's runs in the family
See I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's back,
If that don't slow 'em up,
I carry a full pack.
Now I don't want to have to let off, you should of kept off
You didn't keep the stage warm, so step off
Ladies and Gentleman
You're about to see
A past time hobby about to be,
Take it to the maximum,
I can't relax see,
I'm hype as a hypochondriac 'cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke
More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber
One on one and I'm the remainder (remainder)
So close your eyes and hold your breath,
And I'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death (death)
Before you go, you'll remember you seen
The fiend from a microphone,
I'm the microphone fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
The microphone fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend .
The microphone fiend, fiend, fiend
I'm a mic, I'm a mic, I'm a microphone fiend, fiend, fiend
I'm a mic, I'm a mic, I'm a microphone fiend, fiend, fiend

Within this box there is a gift
And with this cane I concentrate
And with these shoes I go flying
'Til the demons all wake up and come to grips

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

The water's blue and rushes past me
And through the clouds I will lament
And if I call, I will deliver
Or crack my head on the cement

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

Yeah, I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

Yeah, let it go now

For me it's hard to say
And this might not be the way
But if you want to stay

My ghetto prince
Is smiling underground
And it makes me feel good
To know you died

And this may not be the time
See I drank two things of wine
But I think that you will find

And my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground
My ghetto prince
Is smiling underground

Ain't got no guarantee
And I know it's hard to see
But there's a little more to me

And my ghetto prince
Is smiling from underground
Yeah, my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground

But only for a while
I still think I need your smile
All the while

And my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground
Yeah, my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground

Now this may not be the time
'Cause I drank two things of wine
But I think that you will find

I got outta town
Like I knew I should
I got outta town
Like I knew I would
But when I close my eyes
And the dawn don't come
I think to myself
What a disgrace I've become

(Chorus 1)
But she won't fail me
Cause she's my friend
And she won't rat me out
I'm a boy to her eye
And she won't fail me
Even when she hates me

I use to think a lot
But now I watch the grain
I use to fall in love
With shit like subway trains
And although my liberty
Has been taken away now
I take it all, I take it all day by day

(Chorus 2)
But she won't fail me
Cause she's my friend
And she won't rat me out
I'm a boy to her eye
And she won't fail me
Even when she hates me
Even when she hates me

I get the fallen down
About twice a week
Say I'm all fucked up
(all fucked-up)
I know talk is cheap
But when I close my eyes
And the dawn don't come by
I think to myself
What a disgrace I've become

(Repeat 2nd chorus)

Don't see me
In your eyes anymore
Oh why can't I
Make them shine like before

I don't see you
Or your heart in your kiss
That you should say
That you're mine
You resist

There was a time
Life was fine
Love was ecstasy
But now I doubt
What the outcome will be

I pray you'll say
I'm the one you adore
Then I'll see me
In your eyes as before

(There was a time

There was a time
There was a time)

There was a time
Life was fine
Love was ecstasy
But now I doubt
What the outcome will be

I pray you'll say
I'm the one you adore
Then I'll see me
In your eyes as before

There was a time
Life was fine
Love was ecstasy
But now I doubt
What the outcome will be

The only easy day is yesterday
Go on and pull me underwater
I know you really can't be that blind, son
But I think you think you're that much smarter

It makes it that much more defined
Now cough it up and call your mother
I see you just can't find the time
But time found me without much bother

I saw that boy become a man
He bathed in blood just like his father
And while in golden gloves and gown
He found he wasn't that much smarter

Now what's in you that is your own
Not something you found on the highway
I remember that time so long ago
When you bought your soul and threw a party

Now paint your face, take to the trees
There's more to you than just your cover
You've got them all down on their knees
You've got them fucking one another

You Dj'd blue and you Dj'd black
So long as they count to a thousand
Now get it on, don't break your back
And don't walk through the public housing

Now, hey, Dickholder who's your man?
The scraps you catch you past the table
You make it all sound like your plan
But what you'd do to get that label?
I see you're a bitch

Hey come over here baby
Hey, Dickholder who's your man?
The scraps you catch you past the table
You make it all sound like your plan
But what you'd do to get that label?

Dickholder

I fell from my rope
My vision is cloudy
The outlook is lousy
I hope I find the strength to go on

I fall to my knees
To look for an answer
Find out what the chances are
That I'll make it on home

I think of how it all went wrong
Down that shitty part of town
It keeps me up all night long
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on

I'll go to my grave
Knowing that you loved me
And the cards life had dealt me
Weren't so bad after all

Well, I have been wronged
And Lord, I've been deceived
But the love I gave to you
Was twice received

I think of how it all went wrong
Down that shitty part of town
It keeps me up all night long
But despite my little song
Life keeps going on
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on

Come on now

I think of how it all went down
In that shitty part of town
It keeps me up all night long
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on
Then despite my little song
Life keeps going on

And despite my little song
Life keeps going on

One, two, three and I come with the redneck style
'cause you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
see I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat
franks and knishes,best wishes, I'm vicious but here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.

Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (2x)

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I'm more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
and I never, ever, ever say die
I never take myself too seriously
'Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)
The Fun Lovin' Criminal (3x)

Means with the green, murder on your spleen
living in a dream do you know what I mean
goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that I'll always leave you chewin'
I got so many styles you'll be thinking I'm from the U.N.
I broke into the White House and never got caught
and I'd be Neil Armstrong if I was an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging


Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)

It's just a hill of beans to some
Bums talking 6-figure shit, while they taking their lump
See I grew up on the hill
But still I keep ready
Had a mind of my own like West gave to Freddy
As Freddy got clipped, man, so did my youth
Spending nights with my rights, knocked out my tooth
Yeah, it scarred my soul
It fucked me up like vodka
Had me walking around mumbling shit like I was Latka
The Hill don't discriminate, they know who you are
If you make it over the edge then baby, you the star
The Big Top knows all the choices you chose
Both respected and feared by your friends and your foes
1:
Now up on the Hill is where you find us
Yeah, up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill that burns the brightest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill
2:
And up on the Hill is where you find us
And up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill there ain't no contest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the HillNow go make your mound in an anthill, sonny
You be dead by 40, but you make a lotta money
A shot clock is dropped, choose when you choose
And if you ain't up on the Hill, you lose
Now damn the jokes and damn the torpedos
Live a life of your dreams,like boz did Lido
I said Lido, who-a-oh
I said one more time, ought to get it
Now look up, look up higher and see
It's not as hard as you figured it would be
Now 2 tons, 2 tons lighter
agreed, Now - if it's all right with you it's all right with me
2
1
2
1
(
1st 9 lines sotto voice)

I see her out (shit)
All over town
But I get no play
My man says you gotta be crazy

I talk of things
That might be to her
And a voice that makes
A pulse rush
Yeah I can tell

Wepa loco

Haremo?si
Nena, haremo?si

I watch her dance man
You know you gotta be crazy

Wepa loco
Man you gotta be crazy
Wepa loco

Her novio* might rollover yo
So I gotta go slow
Yeah I can tell, I can tell
He had a love, but he had to leave it
I know of love man
And you just can't beat it

Wepa loco

Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love
So why the face girl?
Why the face girl?

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco

(Yo there she comes man)
You gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Yeah, you gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Like she owns it (yeah)
With a boom, boom
And a boom, boom
Just like she owns the motherfucker

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco

I can tell (I can tell) [FADE]

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
[FADE]

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples,
many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back,
and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor
See him hangin' on the street
with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers
but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me
doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster;
The wanna be dapper Don, Don John on
the wall, I'm your biggest fan
next to my little brother Paul.
Losing his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
if you talk to his brother he says they
always planned this trip
he wasn't oky-dokie running around like
Don Quixote, trying to free a man he
didn't even know B.
He had the roots he bought the suits
but the boys didn't like him mto tell you the truth
he had "J.G." on his pinky ring and he
lied about doin' some time up in sing-sing
he flipped one fine summer afternoon
he told his brother Paulie, something had to be done soon.
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de Ville to Illinois.

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York"

He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
two sticks of dynamite and a .38 Snub
he tried to see the Don, without an invitation
stood outside the gate with his three man demonstartion
waving picket signs, the C.O. saw a nine;
and only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind.
Back in the borough the cops are acting
thorough; they raided Franky's room
and then they saw his bureau; upon it was a note,
with a rhyme that was dope, about
how he was breaking John out and how he couldn't cope.
It sait, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach,
The King of New York".

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York

Seems like every day there's another one commin
another one runnin and another one gunnin
from random slums and I ain't down with those bums
Some fun it's gotta be to grab your pee pee
and sing so sweetly to the front row seat
Buts thats the way it be watchin that damn TV
since you free come and spread it up Missouri

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hat and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
See you give em a yard you best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

I get up I get down god willin and able
Bumps to many friends stole some cable
Some time I speak my mind rather plainly but I'm not a dick like Cheney
You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello stick em out
in Arkansas I sure do do well
for commin straight out the ground born fighter F**kin up your Christmas
like I'm scammin a lighter.


Now look at yourself rollin in the blues.
You do it to yourself you do, you do

Run Daddy run
See I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hats and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea you give em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth baby pass it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black trench and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea give 'em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Run daddy run
Run dady run

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.C. with the wing tip shoes.
My boss said it was Parris or Prison, the judge said son you better
make a decision.
I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, April in Parris, hell
south of the border. They put me together, tougher than leather. Set
me on your ass because they didn't know better.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

I hold the fort left, right and center
the number running hardass punk, flygirl bender. Check the photo
finish I'm in this to satisfy parole, not posing or playing the role,
see I got more gumbas than Bobby De Niro and if I was you I'd
act like Nixon and Spiro. So smoke your pot and drink your rock
and chill where it's shady. I got more endurance than In-A-Gadda-
Da-Vida baby.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

Up to no good, with no place to go but down. . .

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

My man was workin' at the seafood spot
Sellin' fish 'n chips and dealin' bags of pot
Dressed in a pirates uniform and all
Lookin' like a fool, headin' for a fall

He was walkin' home late one night, God bless
Heard the scream of a woman in immediate distress
[Unverified]
He headed down the alley hoping for the best

He saw the girl who was screamin' her mouth beat shut
Two guys standin' by her 'bout to get fucked up
He said you don't hit the bitches while I'm still alive
Stabbed on in the neck, the other in the eye

The girl ran home, told her daddy she was saved
By a pirate with a shiv and a real smooth way
The vision of the pirate would surely never fade
So she called the New York post and tried to get paid

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Now the story ran the following day page two
But swashbucklin' in Brooklyn is all he want to do
I tried to sit him down and think things through
But swashbucklin' in Brooklyn is all he want to do

Now he was havin' problems like diving without drowning
The city, the cops, the mob trying to stop him
He needed a psychic that's where I came in
Tell his story to the world, help him with his shit

We cruise down the river, patrolling the docks
Deliverin' justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe, nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots

This kinda shits [unverified] had no choice
Doin' it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

We cruise down the river patrolling the docks
Deliverin' justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe, nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots

This kinda shits [unverified] had no choice
Doin' it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Chorus:
Barry White, saved my life
And if Barry White, saved your life
Or got you back with your ex-wife
Sing Barry White, Barry White, it's alright.


Now I was watching Banachek
My mind's eye
right back when i was a seed
and learning 'bout life
At night they came together and gave me sight
He said it's better doing this, than sucking on a pipe
Now when she came over, she brought the discus
On and on, she promised to kick this
EWF, stole my breath
When he finished, there was nothing left


Chorus.


Over and over, 'til it's ready
Sing about it low and fat like J. P. Ghetti
We make it happen, ass slappin'
Sitting on the point to where you never catch us nappin'
CO efino, he got the money grips
No parking for Saturday night and the pips
The pips know the hymns, they singing along
Like knowing the verbs is gonna keep you from the twilight
Ummmmm Do a little like that


Barry White, Barry White, You know it's alright


Chorus (2x)


[fade out]

I was working at the club in 1995
Sunday was the night that the gay club came alive
See, I would carry ice
And the crowd was just so nice that my phobia drowned
While I was getting down

[Chorus]
I met the finest girl of my life
That night, at gay night
I met the finest girl of my life
That night, at gay night
Gay night, it's all right, don't be uptight

See, half way through the evening
I saw this women gleamin' from across the room
She was with some guys
But when they gave me the eyes
I knew she was just their friend
We went out all weekend

[Chorus: x4]

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (4x

Hey muneka, I think I wanna take ya
back to the lab, with my gift of gab
and a little dab'll do ya, maybe even school ya,
I'll rush your end zone like my man Don Shula
you're my four leaf clover even bending over;
I love you like rover; I'm your little lawnmower
but, lower, lower, I'm the seed sower
the funky weed grower, the mad rap thrower.
See, I'm a man's man; do you understand?
What I'm giving ain't cocked in the palm of my hand.
So take the nasty plunge plaid not grunge.
I know it's really hard when you love someone. You always
stood by me like Spanky did Stymiey and if anybody messes I'll
bust'em in the eye. And check that ass like Phil Esposito
the guido, U.P.S. next day back to Toledo.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom.

Me and my Les Paul is out droppin' science
pocket full of blunts and a full carry license
never walking streets, lookin' past my shouler acting kinda bolder
since my dog got older; I walked the walk and I aced the test
when I put the pressure on all your tendencies manifest
I'm a half spick peckerwood talkin' to the dead
I'll break into your house and I'll smell your bed.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom

Time is driftin', this rock has got to roll,
So I hit the road and made my getaway.
Restless feeling, I really gotta hold,
I started searching for a better way.

[Chorus]
And I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night,
But I couldn't see the light, no I couldn't see the light.
I kept on lookin' for a way to take me through the night,
But I couldn't get it right, no I couldn't get it right.

La fever, made me feel alright,
But I must admit it got the best of me.
Gettin' down, so deep I nearly drowned,
I can't get back to where I used to be.

[Chorus]

New York city, took me with the tide,
I nearly died from hospitality,
Left me stranded, and took away my pride,
Just another know it all fatality.

[Chorus: Repeat to fade]

Axamillion morals, difference in opinion
I was with him, he had 7 jack and cokes in him
They had platform heels, nose job bills
And some look like their ill with the fucked up grill
Supermodels on my 'D', 1 2 3
He said "2 for you, 2 for me"
Face like a saint, suckin' like a sinner
Cocaine makes you thinner, cocaine makes you thinner


Chorus:
I got supermodels on my 'D' (3x)


Like Roger Grimsby on eye witness news
Man he'll tell you the truth while he's singin' the blues
Just like gasarama on Avenue B
He'll check under the hood, man he'll teach you Tai Chi
He laughed and with a gesture bought a drinks for the girls
He said "You gotta have the love in this fucked up world"
You gotta have the love in this fucked up world
You gotta have that sweet, sweet love
That keeps you warm at night - ooo bop bop shabba
You gotta have that love, for the world
the world ain't what it's cracked up, get it cracked up to be - ha ha ha
Shoo be doo bop bop


I got Supermodels on my 'D' (8x)


Can't you see, can't you see
That I got a supermodel on my 'D' (repeat to end)

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
with the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

One, two, three and I come with the redneck style
'cause you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
see I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat
franks and knishes,best wishes, I'm vicious but here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.

Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (2x)

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I'm more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
and I never, ever, ever say die
I never take myself too seriously
'Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)
The Fun Lovin' Criminal (3x)

Means with the green, murder on your spleen
living in a dream do you know what I mean
goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that I'll always leave you chewin'
I got so many styles you'll be thinking I'm from the U.N.
I broke into the White House and never got caught
and I'd be Neil Armstrong if I was an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging


Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)

I'm a nicely zooted new car owner, and I'm somewhat convoluted
because I'm living in a coma
I render those useless who pinch off my trim,
Your light they are on but your lights they are dim
I got the bushmill shots, and cops that give me props
I got the Motts, Spike, I got the Motts.
Having fun with my gun, son, its always loaded and the FLC
is raw y'all not candy coated.

Cooling on the block
With my case of Rolling Rock
Thinking up the schemes to get ourselves the knot
cause you know we love to get down and party with the big boys
They asked me to be mayor, and if I had a choice
I love you people and my boys love you too,
So fuck the king of beers this ones for you.
So if grunts from stunts is what you want say, "ow"
the FLC with the mucho grande style

You know you can't boom with a bullshit system and you can't fix
a man when he's broke. You know you can't max if you don't pay
the tax and you can't wax the man if you choke.

You know the funk I drop is wild just like Aretha beltin',
My shit is going fast, so get your second helping,
My brain cells are dying, young women are crying,
but I keep on trying,
Like my man Jack Ryan.
You see my man is in my fae as if he has been drinking
They say that he needs space but I know what he is thinking
We have a common bond the fact we all get lifted
The rocks that hit our head have left us somewhat gifted
Its the Fun Lovin' Criminal out to represent
I know its tough being hard and politically correct
So if grunts from stunts is what you want say, "ow"
the FLC with the mucho grande style

You know you can't boom with a bullshit system and you can't fix
a man when he's broke. You know you can't max if you don't pay
the tax and you can't wax the man if you choke

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.C. with the wing tip shoes.
My boss said it was Parris or Prison, the judge said son you better
make a decision.
I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, April in Parris, hell
south of the border. They put me together, tougher than leather. Set
me on your ass because they didn't know better.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

I hold the fort left, right and center
the number running hardass punk, flygirl bender. Check the photo
finish I'm in this to satisfy parole, not posing or playing the role,
see I got more gumbas than Bobby De Niro and if I was you I'd
act like Nixon and Spiro. So smoke your pot and drink your rock
and chill where it's shady. I got more endurance than In-A-Gadda-
Da-Vida baby.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

Up to no good, with no place to go but down. . .

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (4x

Hey muneka, I think I wanna take ya
back to the lab, with my gift of gab
and a little dab'll do ya, maybe even school ya,
I'll rush your end zone like my man Don Shula
you're my four leaf clover even bending over;
I love you like rover; I'm your little lawnmower
but, lower, lower, I'm the seed sower
the funky weed grower, the mad rap thrower.
See, I'm a man's man; do you understand?
What I'm giving ain't cocked in the palm of my hand.
So take the nasty plunge plaid not grunge.
I know it's really hard when you love someone. You always
stood by me like Spanky did Stymiey and if anybody messes I'll
bust'em in the eye. And check that ass like Phil Esposito
the guido, U.P.S. next day back to Toledo.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom.

Me and my Les Paul is out droppin' science
pocket full of blunts and a full carry license
never walking streets, lookin' past my shouler acting kinda bolder
since my dog got older; I walked the walk and I aced the test
when I put the pressure on all your tendencies manifest
I'm a half spick peckerwood talkin' to the dead
I'll break into your house and I'll smell your bed.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom

Bombin' the L (12x)
Lord, I can't change (2x)

I usta more ya yo than Phizer Pharmaceuticals
paid my way through college, and still had residuals
Moved more wait than arnold on steriods
shot more punks than rocks in asteroids
caught more heat than Aruba in August
Never spilled the beans when the cops finally caught us
All my liquid assets are flowing like a stream
and my fingers are faster than Yngwie Malmstein


Everybody round me making money
I see everybody round me making money
Why can't I?

Lord, I can't change (4x)

I get my macaroni salad from Dean and Deluca
and I top my red death with the white Zambuca
stick up kid yeah, without no errors
I'm smashing twelve hundreds on
sucker rhyme sayers
Like Hendrix I freak you, like Tito I treat you
Bombin' Tha "L" i see you
You freak, you coochie frito ! There's something about a train!

Lord, I can't change (8x)
Bombin' the L (14x)
Lord, I can't change (11x)

They try to move us; to use us
like Judas did Jesus; to please us
Diverting the issues to misuse the peoples
How are we gonna get 'em?
How are we gonna vote them out?
When the wingtips got it locked up
With one thing you don't know.
Ya dig it? The freaking wingtips did it.
But some of us are wise and some of us are suckers. . .
And we all bleed red even racist motherfuckers.

And I can't get with that.
No I can't get with that (2x)

I said: No, I can't get with that
No I can't get with that (2x)
(3x)

I see the hoes and the hustlers
be piled up in clusters
since they upped the anti, and hooked up Giuliani
and the black kill the black and
Latino kill Latino; man it's evil. . .
The same damn story and a sequel
I thought I fought for what was right,
but in the end, my friend, 20-20 is hindsight.
I think I caught you out there
chillin in the Bahamas.
I take you to Miami to meet the Dalai Lama.

And I can't get with that.
No I can't get with that (2x)

I said: No, I can't get with that
No I can't get with that (2x)
(5x

Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster;
The wanna be dapper Don, Don John on
the wall, I'm your biggest fan
next to my little brother Paul.
Losing his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
if you talk to his brother he says they
always planned this trip
he wasn't oky-dokie running around like
Don Quixote, trying to free a man he
didn't even know B.
He had the roots he bought the suits
but the boys didn't like him mto tell you the truth
he had "J.G." on his pinky ring and he
lied about doin' some time up in sing-sing
he flipped one fine summer afternoon
he told his brother Paulie, something had to be done soon.
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de Ville to Illinois.

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York"

He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
two sticks of dynamite and a .38 Snub
he tried to see the Don, without an invitation
stood outside the gate with his three man demonstartion
waving picket signs, the C.O. saw a nine;
and only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind.
Back in the borough the cops are acting
thorough; they raided Franky's room
and then they saw his bureau; upon it was a note,
with a rhyme that was dope, about
how he was breaking John out and how he couldn't cope.
It sait, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach,
The King of New York".

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
with the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

We got the crazy crew
you think you coming we say-
"na na na" we got the block locked up

The foes that oppose me by proxy,
They try to get foxy
They try to rock me
They say they got the 40 cal glok
With the 30 round clip
and they losing their damn grip. . .
Well, I came back from hell so God damn fit
I'll bust your lip, and make you strip
You can play them games
but don't play'em in my park
I'll spill a wild bill, before you get out you Town Car
ranting and raving, claiming you're armed
I'll do the hit myself and then eat a chicken parm
mackin' like bumpy, the business is boomin'
I'll chop your ass up like I was Jimmy Coonan
the westy, honey don't test me!
Ooooh - I just ate 5 blotters
and things are gettin' kinda wacked!

If you can't live the lie, let it die
and if you can't live a life full of strife
just say oops! And jump through hoops,
and get to the end of the line.

We got the crazy crew
you think you coming we say-
"na na na" we got the block locked up

I got bear huge for my brothers
and I got no love for the others
c'mon kids, you ain't built for bids
You'll get jacked in the ass like a sucker
"mucho dinero" the man with the hat said
he changed his mind once the crack in his head bled
movin' and shakin' the brittle illusion
referring, concurring, and workin' out solutions

If you can't live the lie, let it die
and if you can't live a life full of strife
just say oops! And jump through hoops,
and get to the end of the line.

Know your man, know his game, don't be ashamed from where you came,
if you ask me, I'd rather have money than fame.

We got the crazy crew
you think you coming we say-
"na na na" we got the block locked up

Hemlock five caugt me out there later on
It's the girl I told the man, but he swore he'd prove me wrong
Not seeing as I saw it as I gazed at the skyline
Someone dropped me a dime, someone took the time
I'm not a man with a grasp on reality
Kerouac is wack but I'm down with Dostoevsky
Sugar's got my back plus Baretta .380's
One of which I dropped as the man tried to bait me.

Come on, find yourself.

Its you, its always been you, its always been in you.

Now don't get it messed up, they got me all dressed up.
To feed me to the fishes, I use my mojo for the loco
I know the soft machine and its goings ons and I'll be
damned if the man's gonna spill me
You wanna see me go wild and crazy, I'm sorry man but your
threats don't phase me. You covered the ground but you'tr
lazy. Come on contest me.

Come on, find yourself.

Its you, its always been you, its always been in you

I pity the punks that partake in the madness
Yangin' the young for their products and profit
The pushers keep pushin' on D and on Jump Street
Pushin' the passive pill, so ya don't need
kids makin' bids with their nine's in their goose downs
'Cause college is pricey and some brothers ain't got none
You try to discern between truth and suggestion
but they bid for your ID via fear of rejection

All I see is outfits and attitudes, congenial criminality
The hidden agenda is a psychic necessity
Hungry minds so sad in the hearts of darkness
manifesting some sort of natural impatience
Deaf MacBeth, scar city, the slasher
Enveloping the b-boy, the doper, the thrasher
Looking to be judged but when judged by the book
Son you're running to the hook

Back with the funk hits, Uncle Huey is back with
the funk hits, and the F.L.C. is coming to grips
with a fist full of funk hits
I got the feel good hit of the year, I got two thumbs up
and I stuck'em in his ear. The man stepped to me,
he wouldn't let it end though, so I threw his ass out
the Roxy Deli window

I ain't pushin' no party, I ain't meddlin' in Saudi,
but i think it's fucked up, what the federal has laid on me
I've been watchin' the news, you're forcing people
to choose between the lesser of two evils; my red, white, and blue
The deceiver's deceiving because the people believe him
Soon the troops'll be bleedin' and their mama's will be grieving
So keep on payin' your taxes, when you don't know the facts
Let the contracts get backed, while your conscience relaxes

In methadonia, they weeble and they wobble
but they don't fall down
You see, the fed has got their back
and they say it's better than crack, plus
it keeps them mellow and passive. . .

And takes them to the land of Methadonia.

There are three around my way, all day I
see them stray, up the block and down the
stairs, comin' in groups and leaving in pairs
like suckers. With their weeks supply
I and I see them selling the elixir of life

And takes them to the land of Methadonia.

I see you hangin' on my stoop, you better
swoop before I do, some jammies in your eye
because the place in which you're sent
by your liquid orange friend has kept you
from it for so long

And takes them to the land of Methadonia

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples,
many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back,
and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor
See him hangin' on the street
with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers
but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me
doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples,
many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back,
and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor
See him hangin' on the street
with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers
but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me
doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Blues and reds and 9 an' a half grand
I had customs eatin' outta the palm of my hand
And when the smoke didn't clear
I looked for my bag
Lies a little old lady whose trafficking skag
For Bedo and Lewis I reflect through the noise
Lyin' cheatin' killers but a nice pair of boys
I catch my cue o yes love I've had it
Sleepycat needs that cab so I grabbed it
Yo my man! I headed downtown

Chorus:
De hado me, un poquito mas, now baby
De hado me, my love, un poquito mas

Now never say maybe especially to your girl
Mine wanted answers so I gave her the world
The drugs kept me goin' honey, the money's for bail
Marten got the fear cause he's never been to jail
I told them it wasn't mine but they knew me and pounced
They found it, we haggled, I still got half an ounce
Now baby, here I am back like the Jets,
Turn down the lights, time to have sex

Chorus (x4)

You see the lights from space. Like a beacon to the planets as it happens. What had happened it the charts in south Manhattan the batteries up like all my homeboys seen 'we all ride in a yellow submarine all the greats got stake in the city by the superpower the streets got meat never mind the early hour suv's swarm like beetles in trees. No matter what your needs if you got the d's from treaties to crunk. To bodies in the trunk its never a dull moment. Unless you're gettin drunk but it might be you out on the business end so pack a jack and watch your back. Ain't nobody yoob friend back in the jungle its survival of the fittest. So witness the pittness as i stomp all op in this you know where to find me i mat bungalow 8 but bring a strap and half your camp and the key to hell's gate.. I love livin'in the city

I got the pug ugly suit with some goya 0 boya pix. Pix. Pix. Or is that too OG for ya action packed like Gene Hackman under the l. The buildings are so beautiful. But nevermind the smell. Nevermind the ghetto fab. Their ice is from canal. Nevermind the euro-trash their presence is banal. Nevermind the technocrat when all he says is well but always mind the don't walk sign. The traffic here is hell. Although my heart is heavy. Its a bevy of broads its where you should be goin its where their dealin the cards. The Bronx is up and everyone's down. The center of the universe for some time now. And how motherfucker. This is New York city. The rest of you are knuckleheads tryin to look pretty. Vacancies range from your soul on up. So count your chips and do the math. Or get the fuck out. I love livin' in the city

Ay-yo i change up but what i can't remember but when i buckle down I knuckle up all the contenders pretenders get passed. The girls get gassed they playin' pass the ass bumpin' Teddy Pendergrass all night long with your bullshit talkin' litical. Litical. But your crew is all soft i
Knock your best shot off the right field fence served ain't the word. You got sent
You don't know how it be you don't know what i feel and you don't know what i see
When i walk my dog at four in the morning
You want to know how it really be. What you live and see what you gotta weed. The criminality who's livin it up. Who still gut the guts who's payin to fuck who got in his truck i'm pushin' my luck down the ave with my crew. Lustin for loot. Dustin for fools blind to the bulls. Twenties gleamin like jewels straight not givin'a fuck...
You don t know how it be
You don't know what i feel
And you don't know what i see
When i walk my dog at four in the morning

Yo kid. I'm from your block yo. I took yodr chain. I took your moms out twice. I put the g in the game its been like Tangiers. I put the grease in the gears left your dad in tears. When i boxed his ears i'm reppin avenue c. Where the wack catch a slap i keep my cretin's crackin and the meatpackers mackin puttin things in relief so baby sit in the seat never touch the levels. Just bump the beat
Feel the fibe. Cop my style on this bitch ask the boys downtown. Yeah they know this kid. From my babies on the block to the killers on the corner. Don't start no shit. Hell rain on you
From downtown brooklyn to the L.E.S Let me hear it for the city is ya alright
All you bottle blonde she-devils. Out on patrol you'll catch a trick real quick so baby slow your roll and all you mop-top critics can't get me down. I count my money first then i beat your ass down i got the Saville Row suit. So fool. Don't act cute' cause...

All these people makin' choices with no
cause and effect check sayin' their man is
the best. But yet they don't respect they
lie to elect. Then resent the rest. Making
god's whole world a mess I say it again. I
make a wager that the saviour hasn't been
back yet we got many looking skyward like
the man got a jet you see it in the
children's eyes. Within them they reflect
the love that we forget bring me your poor.
Persecuted huddled masses. Put them through
the system. And kick their asses. Try to
figure out why the double edge slashes.
While the white rich men get passes. We got
a thousand year beef that's still a problem.
Since 1945 we just threaten to bomb 'em. But
now they're bombin' back. And still we aint
got 'em you said. Never forget. But we've
forgotten.

Did you ever think the world would get so
hard children killing children in our own
back yard did you ever think you'd say that
you gave up on god

Now try and pitcure this. Through all of the
mist we're taking out hits. Scratchin' dicks
off the list we're itchin' to piss off.
Those kicks we just lift off. The kids that
just let off. The guns that we gift. The
times that push cadence. Reflect all the
ancients we try to have patience. Through
all of the hatred with all of this growin'.
It's out of control. I'm sitting on my sofa
sedated. We got a lot in the way of.
Acheiving a state. That don't try to relate
the temptations of fate. And what's made us
great? All of this blood? Is this how we
court the houses of Saud? well we're
sleeping with dogs. But detaining the pack.
They're stealing my rights with the patriot
act. With Washington runnin' the drugs. And
the guns in. Sometimes I thank god we got
crack

Did you ever think the world would get so
hard children killing children in our own
back yard did you ever think you'd say that
you gave up on god

Like Magellan we was over by my man catchin' paper.
Frankie on the cubes. And fisty on the sabre i
was on the mix mad drinkin that is when i found all
these locals all up in my biz. See i had to do some
splainin cause the language they was playin wasn't
NewYorkese. Or for that spanglish even. I walked up
to the man with the largest of hands, cold briefed
him on the plan, turned around and sang...
I'm a city boy. Baby
Don't you ever try to play me
Sometimes i act real crazy.
But i'm a city boy. Baby
You know they always like a story down on flatbush ave i remembered when i listened and we stole what we had. If America's a tit then New York is the nipple. So suck on this and you may learn a little... The golden rule's for fools or for men who are righteous so piay the cards you're
dealt. And maybe you might just slide on by with no damage to your pride.
Go let ignorance be your guide.
I'm a city boy. Baby.
Don't you ever try to play me.
Sometimes i act real crazy.
But i'm a city boy. Baby

We all walk down the street, my love
We carry pain and we carry scars
We carry everything we've loved
We carry the girls we met in the bars
We carry guilt and some remorse
For all them fucked up things we've done
And we carry on and carry on
Until our caring days had gone

When we blaze out past the boroughs
To a place where time forgot
I see the leaves are even changing
And my stomach starts to drop
Your face is in the moon
But still I try to find my rock
But now you live down by the river
And my key don't fit your lock

I can make it better, I know I can
I can make it better, I'd give everything I have
I can make it better, try to forget the pain
I can make it better

Has it really been that long
Since you've told me about the war
Yeah, a thousand nights of blisters
And probably a thousand more
Godspeed you from the city
In a stolen takxi cab
I'd be reckless on the L.I.E.
Until it starts to scab

Well I'd tell you all about
Those good things in your life
And when I'd fail I'd say I love you
And ask you to be my wife
We could live out by the water
Where it's always summertime
I'd love you even after
All your scars were mine

When we blaze out past the boroughs
To a place where time forgot
I see the leaves are even changing
And my stomach starts to drop
Your face is in the moon again
But still I try to find my rock
now you live down by the river
And my key don't fit your lock

I can make it better, I know I can
I can make it better, I'd give everything I have
I can make it better, try to forget the pain
I can make it better, we'd be together again

It was late one night up in Washingtgn heights i was on my own. And that wasn't too bright the stage was set and i came collecting. Pickin up a debt not worth mentioning. I used to love a girl from just this block. We used to rock to salsa and salsa to rock.
You know row shit goes. Time ticks and tocks If you asked me if i love her. I'd have to say lots Backto the story. I was out on the stoop with a man in a headlock. Gettin my loot. I thought i heard my name and i quickly turned around, my heart just froze and i couldn't make a sound in just one moment my whole vibe changed, it was the love of my life and she really looked the same and when i say the same i really mean better, and when i say better, I mean you'd never forget her
Mi corazon
When our met. I knew how much 'd hurt her i traded money for love and went even further I started drinkin' a lot and abusing myself she loved me but left me couldn't do nothing else.
Three years has passed I always think about her. Never loved nobody else. Probably never will.
I asked her about her life tried to turn the page. She laughed in my face said act your age. I said this ain't no rap I care about you. She said
she liked the lyrics but they wouldn't do She said she loves me but it kills her alright?
She found another man gonna become his wife. I said that's crazy you're foolin' yourself. He aint better than you she said turned around and left. Family never founded. She's just walkin' away I'll be here when you need me. My hearts that way...
Mi corazon
Usted es mi vida. Soy yo mi amor...
Mi corazon
Mi corazon

Hey friend it won't be too long now
'til the fire comes to town
and leads us underground
hey girl the city will eat you alive
and leave the faintest burn mark
on the dirty city sidewalk

And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws
And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws

Hey y'all it's not like nobody warned us
we roast upon the fire
of aggressive imperial desire
hey friend I see you down the road
the road that's strewn with ashes
and burnt child's eyelashes

And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws
And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws

And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws
And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws

And will i be ready
when I have to do the deed
with a long splendid sword
and balanced honesty
and will I be ready
and will I just listen
or will I be ready
or will I just listen
or will I be ready
hell yeah I'll be ready
yeah I'll be ready
no I will not listen

get ready

Come over here girl, whip it out and show the world
It ain't the time for lyin' with your mocha swirl
Everybody gangsta, everybody blood and cripin'
I'ma tell the truth, if you take the time to listen

But then again let's make it hot
Let's make it nice and leave scar
I said merrily, merrily, merrily not one
But rarely, rarely, rarely get two

When the lights go out, when they cut your phone
When you laid off, when you home alone, when you with your girl
Everyone around the world on a Sunday afternoon
When you're with your crew, shit happens

We kinda hot together like Sonny and Cher
Too hot to trot and we just don't care
Close your eyes and go to sleep
That guy don't dance, tramps can't complete

You a New York dime in a city of cents
Regrets I had a few but not the night we met
See you been getting love from postal workers
All in search of vicious looks

When the lights go out when they cut your phone
When you laid off, when you home alone, when you with your girl
Everyone around the world on a Sunday afternoon
When you're with your crew, shit happens

The summer is hot, but the nights are cool.
The bipolar slugger is comin' out in you.
You're belly is tight, from not enough love.
And you're having serious doubts about the
man above.

Well I'm not beggin', sure not pretendin',
I'm makin' moves that you don't even know
about. Be condescendin', no happy endin',
its mind bendin' that you don't even know about...

Livin' on the streets, sayin' I'll live large
tomorrow. Its just a life you can't believe,
its just a life you cannot borrow.

Four and a half years an a gallon of scum,
how many times you dream that you were

the one now you're sittin' on the curb,
starin' dead in the lights, it's hard to
struggle when there's nothin' to fight

Well, I'm not beggin', sure not pretendin',
I'm makin' moves, money, you don't even
know about. Be condescendin', no happy
endin', its mind bendin' that you don't even
know about.

Livin' on the streets, sayin' I'll live large
tomorrow. Its just a life you can't believe,
its just a life you cannot borrow.

Well, my heart breaks every time I see her
And my heart breaks every time I turn around
(Woo hoo hoo)
And my heart breaks every time I hear her name
And my heart breaks down again, it's a crying shame

And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all
And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all

Well my heart takes more or less the same as you
But you got your high class friends to get you through
(Woo hoo hoo)
Now pitter patter pitter patter, what's the matter? You got the baby too
Well, you're all caught up in the lies that got thrown at you

And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all
And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all

My earth moves every time I feel it
My earth moves with every song I'm singing
(Woo hoo hoo)
And the ground shakes 'cause I'll never be the same
And my heart breaks down again 'cause I'm to blame

And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all
And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all

The night is calling me and I just can't wait
My girl is all dressed up, gonna stay out late
Got my whip on blocks so I can be care free
I may love them cops but they don't love me

I rock the conga line with my bad left leg
You know I'm bona fide so y'all can all get bent
F**k the war on drugs, f**k that Bin Laden
Y'all can't mess with us 'cos where you never been I'm in, yeah

Chorus:

In the city it's Friday night
Is you're with me? it's Friday night
We're gettin' busy it's Friday night
In the city it's Friday night

Rpt.

We don't wait on the line, we don't pay for the drinks


You know the owner is my man, we got it locked like Brinks
That's Mateo on the decks, play my favourite song
In the DJ booth my man is hitting on a bong
I tip the waitress big, I tip the bus-boy too
I used to work that job but now I work for yous
Yeah, We live til we die, I ain't g'in while we try
I got my loved ones by my side, I keep my eyes on the prize

Chorus

Love me, don't you ever change
Love me, don't you ever change
Love me, don't you ever change
Love me, don't you ever change

Rpt chorus x4

Skyline...
Skyline...

3, 2, 1, I'm that son of a gun, but one who has
the fun by the kilo and the ton. Like Marv
Albert but worse, I got the curse, got
perverse with the nurse in the maternity
ward. That's right, I'm nuts, ask Fisty Cuts. I
got outpatient status at the Brooklyn Zoo.
Doobie doobie doo, we like the crew that
runs up in the club wearin' alligator shoes.
When I get the blues I get it really bad, ask
Kronos for promos, Feliz Navidad. Johnny
Black got my back, baby, happy or sad. If I
fall out of your favor, don' get mad.

If the heat don't get me then the drugs sure
will, stirrin' scotch and soda's with a twenty
dollar bill.

My head feels like old vinyl, and like Lionel,
I'm idle. Secretly stalking the title, stealin'

scenes by ways and means. And thats why
marines got M-16's I think I love her, but
she's affected, bullshit detected. Wonder
why she got neglected, I legged it, turned up
here, I'll have a beer and a joke about that
Guenevere. Lord I been knowin' there'd be
days like these, but please don't hit me with
the quick release, and don't rat me out to
Edwin Meese, 'cause I been around the
world and the seven seas.

If the heat don't get me then the drugs sure
will, stirrin' scotch and soda's with a twenty
dollar bill. My mamma always told me
never drink on pills, roll down the window
'cause I'm feelin' kinda ill.

For forty days and for forty nights
I been walkin' down these streets
Tryin' to get it right

But down there lies darkness
Down there lies the past
Down there my conscience
Kinda kicked my ass

You got me runnin' for cover
Runnin' from bein' me
You got me runnin' for cover
For cryin' out loud

I hear them moanin' from distant lands
Have some hookers shut 'em up with some swollen glands
Now beggin's changed, I guess you'll do
Just a hood rat all jacked off and tangled up in blue

There's blood at home, there's blood on my street
How am I to smile in complete defeat?
Well, I'm jumpin' into limbo, tryin' to feel alive
I'm jumpin' into limbo and I like it

You got me runnin' for cover
Runnin' from bein' me
You got me runnin' for cover
For cryin' out loud

Into the quiet dusk I see curvy clouds chokin' up on irony
I give it a pause and I break to the left
But I'm wasted and I can't seem to catch my breath
Here I go, just one more time

Findin' out what's goin' on with the party line
Well, I'm jumpin' into limbo tryin' to feel alive
I'm jumpin' into limbo and I like it

You got me runnin' for cover
Runnin' from bein' me
You got me runnin' for cover
For cryin' out loud

What had been had happened? Say what
Dyin' to be tryin' but comfy in the cut
See I be gettin' four from the score, plus three more
And I'll be damned if you treat me like some whore

I be fun lovin', money makin', record breakin'
Milk shakin', drug takin', never fakin', end of statement
Crime don't pay but it's off the books
All the taxes I pay goes straight to crooks

Back to what had happened
I was chillin' round the way with a woman
In her thirties and a nice Montrochet
I be like they be when they be out in West berry
Unnecessary with the wisecrack commentary

They don't understand, if they keep buildin' cars
I'll keep burning them and leavin' them scars
But thats what happens when you lost your mind
Talkin' out of school puts you back behind it

What had happened?

Livin' it up, baby, layin' it down
Constables chasin' me from town to town
Like Nino Brown takin' over the Carter
Cash money boy and I ain't your father

Fun Lovin' is my name
Lovin' is my game, never laid no blame
Never walked in shame
Never known to play

People askin' why? Why he dress so fly?
Why he with the dime? Why he havin' fun all of the time?
It's because I rock when I rock and I rock when I'm not
So I'm hot when I'm not, that's why

Chillin', chillin' Jacob Dylan, tastes great
But I'm not less fillin'
They broke up the party when they let one fly
Promoter's in the corner with some guy, askin' why?
Live and direct from the passenger side
Open up baby, just one more time

What had happened?

It seems like every single day
I hear all of my friends say
You're just too damn crazy
And it seems like every dawn that breaks
I reflect on what it takes
Sometimes I just can't see past this

We got our love
But I don't know what to do with it
We got our love
But I don't know what to do with it

Seems like every single time
When I hear that Patsy Cline
I think of when we were younger
Now I see people and their lies
Through frosted glass and swollen eyes
Can't you just get over yourself and call?

We got our love
But I don't know what to do with it
Oh yeah, we got our love
But I don't know what to do with it

Because we got our love
But I don't know what to do with it
We got our love
But I don't know what to do with it

I never wanna be like that
I never wanna be like that
No, I never wanna be like that
See, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that
See, I never wanna be like that

See, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that

I never wanna be like that
See, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that
Yeah, I never wanna be like that

I never wanna be like that
I never wanna be like that
I never wanna be like that
...

Keep on warin' 'cause that's what got us here
Keep on talkin' till there's no one else to fear
See, me and my brother might not be around next year
'Cause one or another, cap slipped out of gear

In this sick world I see the babies dyin'
From car bombs and blind eyes and prophet's lyin'
In this sick world I'm feelin' all alone
To reap the seeds of which we've sown

In this sick world I keep my mind just tight
In this sick world I never punk the fight
In this sick world I never saw no light
So this sick world is blowin' up tonight

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Keep on searchin' on this starless night
Keep on preachin', every thing's gonna be all right
Now load the weapon, these kids are just the age
Have them kill the Texan and the man who takes his place

In this sick world I see the babies dyin'
From car bombs and blind eyes and prophet's lyin'
In this sick world I'm feelin' all alone
To reap the seeds of which we've sown

In this sick world I keep my mind just tight
In this sick world I never punk the fight
In this sick world I never saw no light
So this sick world is blowin' up tonight

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Keep on warin', keep on talkin'
Keep on searchin', keep on preachin'
Keep on warin', yeah, keep on talkin'
Keep on searchin', keep on preachin'
Keep on warin'

You took my hand and you were my friend,
and you made it beautiful. You stayed with
me and you made me see, that I could make
it beautiful too. I can't remember that late
September, but I remember beautiful, I do
recall we were standin' tall, 'cause I
remember beautiful.

And all the chat I hear from that, you got
to lay it out to dry. Because, when what you
feel is real, you got to lay it on the line.

You took my hand and you were my friend,
and you made it beautiful. You stayed with
me and you made me see, that I could make
it beautiful too. You and I just can't see eye
to eye, but we make it beautiful, you always
choke when you're smokin' dope, but we
make it beautiful.

And all the chat I hear from that, you got to lay
it out to dry. Because, when what you feel
is real, you got to lay it on the line.

You took my hand and you were my friend,
and you made it beautiful. You stayed with
me and you made me see, that I could make
it beautiful too. Time has traced its lines on
your face, but I think you're beautiful, and I
want no other to be my baby's mother,
'cause all I see is beautiful. I remember
beautiful...

You're beautiful.