Lyrics:
That's right all you bitch made motherfuckers trying to step on your toes
Drive by let you go we mob all the time on the south side
All you
a pirate I'll show no fear
I want to be a buccaneer
I wanna be a photo-journalist college kid
And I wanna get bitten by a radioactive arachnid
One lesson
"knowledge dispels fear!" yeah, I hear you loud and clear, just take note of where it's from. a reliable source? or educated by force in this hidden
the pressure of the rat race
Rather spit on my face than speak my mind put behind by appression
Only microphone can aleve me from the stress
Fear it, don't want
tongue is the trigger I "Squeeze 1st" like Jigga
I'm bigger than a .38, when I terminate
If I'm, fly by night, it's cause I, sleep 'til 6
Wake up, cop
drivers. The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear Bergson said that by studying the maps, pictures, guide books, and plans of Paris, it is
beats
It's kinda like a german shepherd hit on the streets
By a big muthafuckin truck, speeding and shit
And poor little german shepherd bleeding
and leave ya with the lies
[manly musa of zu ninjaz]
Yo, my fam's royal, hot like rotten camels in the desert
Drinkin rum, by these naked bitches rubbin me
the seed was planted by Ebenezer
If I die rest my body in the tombs of Giza, it's true kings
[Chorus x2]
Get pleasure from people and not things
Love
was enough
(Ooh) I will protect you
These the times that we in
6 o'clock news gettin' old by ten
Word came back by time I told my friends
Truth
the mirror
Asking my inner child what I'm missing, "What's wrong with me?"
Shit, yeah, that's what wrong with me
Felt X'd out by my exes and Mama's wisdom
[Verse 1]
Awake by an ocean of memories
Its rise in me is so sudden
Forced to confront
Drowning in these impressions
It's coming back
So real, so
Making ground or so it seems heard the black taxi has left without me
call option x, nah I'll sit here and listen to a tape by FEAR
Lie about things create
and my woes
And a morbid fear of eating beans
In tightly fitting clothes
And she said psychoanalysis was just the thing for me
And she knew a mayfair
Sprinkled by the trappings
Of words that make the outlines
Blur on the showplace of made history
The folk is willed
To parrot the dishes up tale
The Beaver confessed, with affectionate looks
More eloquent even than tears,
It had learned in ten minutes far more than all books
Would have
I fire myself ten times a day
I throw myself in a watery grave
With fourteen horses on top of my head
I hear the voice again and again
I walk
arm back
Except
The million cooks of any earth moment You have ever seen
Have let you hold the mirror by the edges
With the frame off for a minute
livin in the land of sin
I close my eyes and I count to 10'000
Shit is still fucked up down in public housing
Turn on the TV just to see my man
over
In the most sporting way you can
You know you're outnumbered
By minds unencumbered
With 2 + 2 is 4
Get screaming and kicking
Each moment
friends with fear of war at hand
Have staged resurrection...
Lord Ogre has returned to our time and to our plane
His absence was disturbing
He will never be
my fear
I cry a silent, weary tear at those that mean to love me
And I am ready for the storm, yes oh ready I'm
I'm ready for the storm, I'm ready
again
Because I don't want you to know
Can I escape from myself
And my fear to meet your eye?
I can smell you inside
It's all over me by now
Though
want to battle
You blew up like Roseanne's belly
Your style's too old to do me like Aaliyah and R. Kelly
Fear and superstition could get iller than
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