Lyrics:
home
Ivory tusk inlaid with precious stone
Raw silk and spices by the barrel load
A soft skin drum with mallets
Of human bone
A world wide
or were you seen?
You treat me like silk
I needed the warmth of your ilk
The days passed me by like whispered hums
I lost myself in the heat of suns
Have
Don't need a reason
(We're) L.A.P.D.
The city of L.A. feels like a prison
With helicopters overhead and bullets whizzing by
Martial law ain't no
ready to make him mad.
I'm glad I had to wait awhile,
A little bit too juvenile.
I needed to refine my style, a silk suit
And a crocodile smile.
I had no disguises, no verdicts, no alibis
Look into my window, tell me what you see
M-ill-i-tant school of philosophy
When niggas get dealt wit
Friends ask me out and I tell them I'm busy
Must get a new alibi
I stay at home and ask myself, "Where is she?"
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
To feel the power growing
Stronger, blessed by the dark
And when the candle fades
You can say it was a
Joke you played
So you must let me go, no
hot
We get by on four hours sleep at night
And we never get tired, only tired of you
So swap an alibi for an alibi
Tonight's the night we all uprise
I
to dry.
Friends ask me out, I tell them I'm busy,
Must get a new alibi!
I stay at home and ask myself, "Where is he?",
Guess I'll hang my tears out
come on home with me?
Well well well
Some day I'm gonna make her mine
Gonna change her rags to silk
Make her look like a lady refined
I won't let
and make it
Silk on my body
Cash out the lobby
Touchdown i'm outy
Touchdown i'm gone
Watchu be on
Talking you go on
Need to go on by your own
Silk on my body
wings
For an answer from the Ching
By the stream
Stretching in the rocks
Tiger on the mountain-top
Walking on the Chinese Wall
Watching for
shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy making thirty cents a day
Well,
going to sell you any alibis
Alibis
You dirty small-town girls
How I wish you were here now
And show me how to be the man
I'm your man
As only
guys
Voice 2: By the way, I'm sweet. I'm like a chocolatly sweet. Can i get you guys anything?
Voice 1: You can get me a lemon because I'm sour.
With sheets of silk in between
Well, anyway, that's how it seemed
I thought I wanted to marry him
His face was sculpted by God
His words were
Have you ever feel the silence?
When surrounded by the crowd
Seeing bleeping lights on the other side of the road
Empty thought the morning trash can
Now it was a hot sticky morning
'Round the Fourth of July
The breeze was standing still
I'm hanging out by myself
And I'm having a good time
This is what you give me to work with
Well, honey, I've seen worse
We're going to turn this sow's ear
Into a silk purse
We'll have you washed
I write in hopes that by the time you get this letter
We may live to see a change for the better
Or are we so devoted to these wretched selfish
Carried by a force until a certain peak
There, all you could see
Is swayed by the wind
Like the locks in your hair
Coloring your eyes
That look
stopped in Charlotte to bypass Rockhill
We never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' out of Georgia state
We had
Charlotte but we bypassed Rockhill, we never was a minute late.
We were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown rolling out of Georgia state.
Had some motor
before you let me get some
[Chorus]
Do you have a fresh pair of panties on?
I got to know, or you could show, me
Silk cotton see-through lace your
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