Caught in a web Direction is unsaid Lost in a fog This day I dread I'M LOST Questions plaguing me Clouded dreams can't be seen Someone throw
I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens my life's prom night and guess who's the Prom
Jersey lights, that's where I live Where I get lost like one of Kennedy kids Then I reappear when it's Time 4 Aksion Then disappear again like LaToya Jackson, it's
's gon' be okay Baby it's gon' be okay now Baby it's gon' be okay Baby it's gon' be okay now Baby it's gon' be okay Baby it's gon' be okay now Baby it
all of a sudden I can't walk IV's in my arm, my wife Tomica at my legs (Ruthless), I mean Records, we got married on my deathbed I could hear Jerry Heller
cheddar Yo, what's a battle emcee that can't freestyle? All those references to imaginary emcee's, come battle me Remember in Boston, you starting calling fools out? And when emcee's
that hard You wind up sleeping in your buddy's front yard And you wonder what to tell the little woman Me and the band's up all night long We was passing
To the post office without fail We get some stamps and we check out the mail And we never take the same road twice on the way back home Half the fun's gettin' lost
Intro/chorus: (x4) "the kids from brooklyn to t-neck" "y'knowi'msayin? " "brooklyn's prime time" Verse one: skoob, dray Now ain't this some old shit
's back in jail, you know she talk like you Riculah's(? ) doin real good now, she workin Rhonda's still runnin around, trickin, jerkin Buckeye's buggin, he done lost
be paid back why da fuck should i freestyle im gettin paid to rap i slang a track laid back almost till its a sin tell ya god somebody's doin a good
witcho kids done changed Yeah Jackie's still crazy, don't know what's up with James Ain't seen Jerry in a while, you know he walk like you And Renee's
[Originally performed by Jerry's Kids] Caught in a web Direction is unsaid Lost in a fog This day I dread I'M LOST Questions plaguing me Clouded dreams
that are true to this The rest are clue-less to what real hip hop music is" [Verse 1: Sadat X] Now what I expect It' s spin a lost on some vile shit
's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the bar, me and three prom queens My life's prom night and guess who's the Prom King They having a kissing
Jersey lights, that's where I live where I get lost like one of Kennedy kids Then I reappear when it's "Time 4 Aksion" Then disappear again like LaToya Jackson, it's
