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a special thing going
Me and Sarah Jane

It was a time of love and laughter
It wouldn't come again
We had our round of joy but after
Then began the pain
warning,
I invent a name,
Me and Sarah Jane,
We had a special thing going,
Me and Sarah Jane.

It was a time of love and laughter,
It wouldn't come
warning,
I invent a name,
Me and Sarah Jane,
We had a special thing going,
Me and Sarah Jane.

It was a time of love and laughter,
It wouldn't come
without warning,
I invent a name,
Me and Sarah Jane,
We had a special thing going,
Me and Sarah Jane.
 
It was a time of love and laughter,
It
ninja like very quickly, hey
by the time you feel it I'm like 3 blocks away
I stabbed the newspaper guy and took his little truck
now I stab people
but women get lonely sometimes, now she has the house 
His son in college had dropped out, 
To expand his mind. 
And Sarah, his daughter had not spoken
down in a passion war 
Hasn't seen it happen since the day she was born 
Reaching down for glasses that just can't be found 
By the time she finds
shooting blanks
Or placing props in your place

Defiled by the time that I write this a checklist
A way to shape the taste of things to come
To listen,
Tools to edit or out-date my producin'
Form like crystals, mushrooms after the missile
We strike into the hip-hop bone, of the gristle
and my thoughts be
and horrible dream and to think
It was brought on by that butcher

If my grandma Tzietl, may she rest in peace
Took the time to come all the way from the other
on February 27th
The emerge of the first cruise ship, with the first ordering
They committed the first extinction by makin the Gods their first offering
After
though blacks couldn't get jobs and shit
Hit after hit from the Sugarhill Gang
Hear a Pow Wow, hear a Big Bank Hank
It was strange, I was broke but I still
wait Sarah you're late
Your train left Mascara and eggs smear on your face
Night's over, good bye ho I thought that I told ya
That spilled nut ain't
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
Better that than pissed on
I'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones
Catch me in the end zone
High stepping prime time
Thought you niggas been on
Ain't no
You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time  forget it 
Hear me on radio  live vocally do edits 
E Swift scratchin and threading  with supreme
shoes
Your feet can't say a rhyme this time, you lose
But I respect you for what you accomplished, a great deal
Just admit you can't handle the steel
wait
I actually grew five times my size grabbed
Ma$e by the thigh and slapped a rapper with him
Now that's practicing sacrilegious activism
Attack is for
by yours truly

Another world, y'all
Say what, another world
Another world, y'all
Say what, another world
Travellin' through, time and space
if not me where the cancer is
They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth
And after all this time it is still deadly hazardous
And bush isn't really
Would I fight in a war I don't believe in?
Well, the answer is if not me where the cancer is
They been doing this before Jesus of Nazareth

And after all
a screw driver
Master Ace is flipping
Your grip is slipping, it's time I start stripping
Young ladies and the titles that hold 'em
I treat 'em like