Pronounce Shit Like Raflip You Ever Smoke that shit? You Aint Never Smoked That Shit First Time I Snatched You Up I Took You In My Lungs I Sealed You
Times are changing, things come and go Things are getting worse, the earth, a black hole I say it to myself, "Will this shit ever change? Will it ever
Now people stop takin' my stylin' for a joke I don't sassafrass I put the foot up the ass Sometimes I'm fast, blow off like a seal When they reminisce
(featuring Nancy Des Rose) [Kool Keith] New Nancy Des Rose [Nancy Rose] Keith you gon' hold this track down for me? I'm goin upstairs to change, I gotta
from the endless horizon Or flowers to mark out the changing of seasons No animals dwelt in the forests or fields All life was extinct; its fate had been sealed
mark out the changing of seasons No animals dwelt in the forests or fields All life was extinct; its fate had been sealed By the curse of a violent
no one wants you with them Someday, I'm gonna bring you back And you won't know how to act The world you think is safe, is changing fast And all the
gotta do it How you want it baby? (in the front, in the back) Do you like it baby? (yeah I like it like that) Well we can do it baby, fast, slow, hard
from two-twenty to one-forty, that's mine Y'all need to step the fuck off Y'all niggaz ain't crazy for real Yo, the fiends ain't comin' fast enough
two-twenty to one-fourty, that's mine Y'all niggaz step the fuck off Y'all niggaz ain't crazy for real [Chorus: Genius] Yo, the fiends ain't coming fast
"Fight tuberculosis, folks" Christmas Eve, an old junkie selling Christmas seals On North Park Street The "Priest" they called him "Fight tuberculosis
found out, I'm paying everybody's bills B.I.G. said it more money, more ills So I spend it real fast, because I'm trying to sit and chill A little, signed, sealed
duration Waving the flag Feeling it drag Like a bump on a bump on a log, baby Like I'm in a fistfight with the fog, baby Step, ball-change, and a pirouette
"Fight tuberculosis, folks." Christmas Eve, an old junkie selling Christmas seals on North Park Street. The "Priest," they called him. "Fight tuberculosis
greedy, can you tell us all why Look homie believe me, you're fuckin' metal ply For the Dollar everybody is a target that's real Talkin' is smog you're fate's signed and sealed
'cause no one wants you with them Someday, I'm gonna bring you back and you wont know how to act the world you think is safe, is changing fast and all
check it.. yo.. Bottles goin off in the church, we broke the wine slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma He pulled out his blue bible, change
Times are changing, things come and go, Things are getting worse the earth, a black hole, I say to myself "Will this shit ever change?" Will it ever improve