Lyrics:
I looked out across the river today
Saw a city in the fog
And an old church tower where the seagulls play
Saw the sad shire horses walking home
to tell a story, oh, baby!
Blood on the walls, street life
America's worst nightmare, ahead by light years
Hip hop's only shining star in the night's
You think I am a freak
And it is true
You think you are a king
You want to prove yourself
If you peep out from your
Crippled world
You’ll see a lot
Ooh, but the only song in my head is Just As I Am
Yeah, the people passing by think I'm up to no good
That I'm going somewhere where they never would
Shit too real too real
Screamin' for your life
Skr, skr, skr, skr, skr
Scrape it out the pot when I cook it
Scrape it out the pot when I cook
A patiently waiting
I'm wright here
Is you ready baby
Know I been busy
Ain't had time
For you lately baby
But know I'm out here
On the grind workin over time
heard that shit before
And I say "Uh huh, oh yeah, you're right"
'Cause I see Betty X standing by the door
With more news from nowhere (more news
Is he really goin' out with ‘er? I don't know. Look, here he comes now. Let's ask
‘im. Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring?
dollars a plate
To help get Curtis Wright's doctor bills paid
Every able bodied man is a fire department volunteer
The rats don't race around here
They
go wrong
Everythin' was goin' wright
And that's because of all
The things you do by my side
Everythin' was going wright
Nothin' was goin' wrong
(come groove with me in the spiritual kingdom of love)
Have a heart (that is, you and I could have a good time)
Betty, I'm not fireproof
Well
crystaline
Glass is broken by sound
No more black or white
We raise swords
The greater evil makes us reunite
The clan is moving outta darkness like a cyber
Is he really goin' out with ‘er? I don't know. Look, here he comes now. Let's ask
‘im. Hey, Murray, is it true Betty's wearin' your ring?
marks, and the grass in the yard
All grow up
'Cause the truth about it is it all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt
Celebrate, grab a drink and put a blunt in the sky
Worldwide, nigga it's 1999
Shit out of control, sign of the times
I ain't had this much fun
She's a wild child, she's a wild child
I was talkin' to Betty about her auditions, how they made her ill
But life in the theater, is certainly fraught
know the time is right
Metal church will find you, can't run very far
Metal church inside you, knows just who you are
No use in speaking out against
busy mothers
Just keep trusting in
Jesus, the church is alive you're
Not alone out there, just keep
Looking to Jesus the church is
Alive and faithful
you're gettin' fucked out your green by a white boy
With no Vaseline
("Now you're gettin' done without Vaseline")
("Now you're gettin' done without
Weeping my heart out till the cold gray dawn
Hoping that you're lonely and you'll come here too
Hoping just by chance that I'll get a glimpse of you
But forget it all, I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
I was raised off of Rural Route 3
Out past where the blacktop ends
We'd walk to church on Sunday morning
Race barefoot back to Johnson's fence
Blowin' up like a molotov
This is war everybody ain't no reason I'ma call it off
Get it right, shout out to the homie Dizzy Wright
In the studio everyday
But forget it all, I know I will
Tempted by the fruit of another
Tempted but the truth is discovered
What's been going on
Now that you have gone
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