Lyrics:
Here's jewels to live by
Identify before you enter and can't leave with weed
Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb
bought some of my good jelly roll.
She say it done her good all down in her soul.
It was my jelly, my good old jelly roll.
She said, “What do you put in
Here's jewels to live by
Identify before you enter and can't leave with weed
Fuck that, we waste no time in search of those who can't breathe
A bomb
Brook-lawn collabo'
Yo, yo, yo (ya heard me?)
(BP step to 'em)
This is for my twenty-five to life bidders, pork fried rice eaters
New York, New York, ice
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
the fortunate one who dies
(New York, you ready?)
He move from LAS to Soho
A few blocks for those who don't know
Down the hall punched a hole in the wall
Bounced
don't know (oh)
Down the hall
Punched a hole in the wall
Bounced out, all are in control
Certified son of a gun
Learns life lesson 101
Don't fly too
the fortunate one, who dies
New York, we ready
He moved from LES to SoHo
A few blocks for those who don't know
Down the hall punched a hole in the wall
Bounced
If someone were to ask me what was I after
I'd never think to say a one eyed laughter
A laugh that babbles like a brook by the sea
Or that I'd live
step
Like a prosthetic leg
I see monsters in my head
That's why I rap with such aggression
I tear down studio sessions
Rappers scared, they walk in
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
War, war, war, war, war, war, war
On a silent shore
I spoke to god
The sun is down
Assemble the great pandemonium
War
One more down by
drawn, giving out obscurity,
More tales untold, dusty fingertips, a willow tree.
Down by the brook, memories melt yet kept aflame,
A silent womb, secret
for it all down at the grand Ole Opry
You can go walkin' through the Hall of Fame
And one by one, remember the names
Willie Nelson, Jimmy Rodgers,
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
followed me across the seas.
Then tell me please
How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down
literally, literary literature
Six slippery Seals slippin silently ashore
Sally sold seashells down by the seashore
Sold two shells but couldn't see to sell
I went walking, down by the brook
Had my baby, on my arm
Oh what a day
We just walked our blues away
Oh what a day
We just walked our blues away
At the small winding brook
I hear your thunder
But from where?
Now go meet your friends
By the estuarine Thames
It's somewhere over
Over there!
Beyond
rappers ball, but they don't live phat
Nigga, I doubt if you go gold or platinum
What we do has only been mastered by a few
I take a half a million tapes
confess it, I'm shy
Can't you guess that this confident air
Is a mask that I wear 'cause I'm shy?
And you may be sure
Way down deep I'm demure
Though
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