Mackie

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

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)

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.

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

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

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.

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)

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)

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)

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)

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 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 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 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]

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

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

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

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)

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)

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]

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]

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.

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

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

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'

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'

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...

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

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 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
...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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)

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...

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...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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.

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 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 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 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]

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

* 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]

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]

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

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

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

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

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)

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

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'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