And I always want what I can't get But it calms my nerves, and it helps me learn That I can stand beside my friends And laugh until the very end Spark fires
t even spar with niggaz what's the reason for a gym Ain't hot enough to even work up a sweat I been fire since Wu days with The Perfect Cassette So when
story told So get a good hold, yeah! A whistle of voodoo You thought that you knew who you are A sep'rate equation, A pencil relation, The past gone too far
When I was young, Mum bought me a guitar A microphone an' she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep it raw, the lyrics hardcore" Listen to my talk an'
an unexplained lone beacon far below the miles of frozen moisture, they unlocked a written history of Blessing from its almost undiscovered tomb. So begins the story
season, but oh well The darkened deliver, I shake and I shiver down your soul You know what to cover, I think for another it's a story told So get a
the flame it's not hard to spark, but it's hard to master so look for the answer single serving selfish chapters on your condition lust and liars so
spar with niggaz what's the reason for a gym Ain't hot even to even work up a sweat I been fire since Wu days with The Perfect Cassette So when you mention
flame? It's not hard to spark, but it's hard to master. So look for the answer. Single serving selfish chapters on your condition. Lust and liars. So
cluching on the west side of Philly exchanging my war story with all of my little homies playing the MOB. Who just refuse to get a job so they back and
[Intro: (1st half sung, 2nd half spoken)] When I was young, Mama played a guitar A microphone and she said I'd go far She said, "Just keep all the lyrics
