I'd rather go sail my boat and ride the tail of a Comet, inhale of the chronic, a glass of orange juice, Read a book, write a poem, Hike a trail in the forest
car won't start We're rising up above the city Over forests, over fields Rivers and lakes into the clouds And up above us the whole universe is shining a
, youre little chick, that deliver get a little glimpse at a Ugly charmer, Gentlemen Caller Sendin them all to hell in a milk crate Forest Whitiker dictate
baby [Aesop] Aim high, when a flying monkey swoops down over Dorothy sound system To capture the bitches and toto too systems Y'all pimps front on some
a sac Now crews down for it, your gas pedal floor it with ammo and artillery and stash spots to keep and store it I used the banner of a slant with a
Actin' like the last generation on earth You're gonna fuck up a place for new birth You're cutting the last of the forests on the planet Only a few hundred
In a forest of stone Underneath the corporate canopy Where the sun rarely filters down The ground is not so soft Not so soft They build buildings to
still the assent of a goddess with a look spread on my face as I speak in space clutching the damaged piece of a satellite resembling remnants of a 2010
'd rather go sail my boat and ride the tail of a Comet, inhale of the chronic, a glass of orange juice, Read a book, write a poem, Hike a trail in the forest
's hitting on your door C.I.A. I'll see you later; 'cause your time is coming soon I'll flip the shit like Pacino in a Dark Dog Day Afternoon Attica!
a losin fight I chose the mic to recite ignite light in the night, aight? We should beat em, President Clinton should delete em it's not hard, the C.I.A
Here he stands, one of a million in a forest full of his kind Captured by a voice talking to them again and again Cutting through the skull into their
down the forest for McDonalds and the Burger King Eating cows with such persistance - doesn't offer much resistance To this Cockamamie Business There are too many things - stressing out the nervous system
witness mostly wickedness. How much more mischief can go wrong? Steady holdin' on down to slow it down, tryin' to make it to a better place. With the