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oppression, served on our tables each night
This killing of veggies is madness, I say we take up the fight
Salads are only for murderers, coleslaw's a fascist
I'm enchanted by the birds in my blossoms
I'm enamored by young lovers on the weekend
I like the fourth of July
When bombs start flashing
And I wish
Was it destiny?
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance?
Could this be kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always
Was it destiny?
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance?
Could this be kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always
Was it destiny
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always
Was it destiny
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always
Was it destiny?
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance?
Could this be kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always
Was it destiny
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always
oppression, served on our tables each night
This killing of veggies is madness, I say we take up the fight
Salads are only for murderers, coleslaw's a fascist
Last night
Stopping by
Greeting me with an embracing bad breath
Five A.M.
you woke me out of a restless R.E.M.
I think it's time
To sober up
for at least a night
See, I was introduced to her by my cous'
But that was before he told me who or what she was
Me not knowin about this freak
to circles
Every other movement is slowed by your mind
That's why stabbing them blind is no crime
With no REM. your bound to cave in
And life in
on juice and gin

It's Friday night and I just got paid
I ain't dressed up or nuttin'm I'm tryna get laid
I'm tryna get shorty over there wit the fade
By
[Originally by R.E.M]

That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane,
Lenny Bruce is not afraid
Eye of a hurricane,
stagger through the scene on nights
Don't understand ya kind, this just a warning, a warning

[Chorus: Remedy (Sweetleaf)]
Yo this a warning, I look
son
Chka-bang-bang, yo bust a slang wit my name
It's the Rem-D, on the six train

Sike, you muthafuckin' right, tonight's the night
To do what I
and that's a fact 
They love ya boy I love em back 
That's why big daddy D is my nick name 
Crew and v.i.p deep like a game 
Before the night is over ima