Into the trickle down runoff pool They hypnotized the summer, 1979 Marched into the capital brooding duplicitous Wicked and able, media-ready, heartless And
album wrote Cadillac on spokes and it ain't a fuckin' joke Ain't no laughin', straight up mashing Catch me in a brand new, ate up Madison Magazine ads and
a melody There she goes, little can you know You're just another dish on her menu Cause she gathers glances Puts them in her basket Bathes in them and
oh man turned 98 he won the lottery and died the next day it's a black flag and your chardonnay death row pardon 2 minutes too late (chrous) isn't it
bed, three kids to a third track Cap the front and grip, when they heard that The crew from the L.Q. stepped to the Club Mars Shook the beast and soon
cat's bastard I dead opinions and swap it out for the urges of a serpent tryin to stuff it in the jam before the curtains (Chorus) He's numb to the
and everything's goin' right, right And life has a funny way nobody helpin' you out when You think everyhing's gone wrong and everything blows up In your face A traffic jam
and his man by myself Cause they pussy and I know it and they know it theyself!!! [Hell Rell: HOOK] MY COCAINE COME ON THE BOAT NIGGA I READ YA LIFE STORY AND
cold lost her sheep And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep And Alice chillin somewhere in Wonderland Jack's servin Jill a bucket in his hand And Jam
You can take a seat and watch tonight But you're gonna get more than you came for Bam And welcome to our jam Where folks are getting down The
You can take a seat and watch tonight But you're gonna get more than you came for Bam and welcome to our jam Where folks are getting down The Jesus
funky beat has hold and we going on down to The a.m. for you and your friend, sounds here tough on the ear, you Know that, coming at you so loud and clear
Life is a traffic jam sincerely Stretch your mind, spoon feed your soul 3 voices you can't control Remember life is a traffic jam Life is a traffic jam
.M.C., and him over at Def Jam Well damn, how the hell you think we livin? How you think it feel to be a Simmons Imagine Christmas and Thanksgiving People
's why I am tough freedom and justice exactly what we lookin' for free our pains and maintain so earth and the universe now is the time to go for you and
with no gums Attillas with no Huns Guerillas with no guns better yet cops with no guns or kisses with no tongues man it just would be no fun man It just would be no fun man and that jam
Clocks and spoons and empty rooms It's raining out tonight What a way to end a day By turnin' out the light Shoot the moon right between the eyes I'm