There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds It's been hot for seven weeks now Too hot to even speak now Did you hear what I just heard
Yeah, uh, huh Use your real eyes to realize these real lies Yo Marley, let's hit 'em, word up I don't know why these cats tryin to front Marley Marl
[KRS One] Right right! (Woy) Bring it (Woy) BDP (Woy) BDP (Woy) BDP (Woy) Now smooth it out (Woy Woy) (Woy) (Woy) (Woy) Alright here we go (
Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye Widdy-bye-bye bye-bye bye-bye bye Come in Many have claimed to attain levels in rhymin' But when I listen to 'em I
Fy-ah! Come down fast You were put here to protect us But who protects us from you? Every time you say, "That's illegal" Doesn't mean that that's true
Ghetto music Ghetto music Ghetto music Ghetto music You're tuned into that easy listening sound With a cap and gown, not a crown No glitter, no makeup
Yes, right about now we got Afrika From the Jungle Brothers on the wheels of steel My sister Harmony, right beside me And I, KRS-One on the mic Sidney
One less bell to answer One less egg to fry One less man to pick up after I should be happy, but all I do is cry Cry, cry no more laughter Oh, I should
Is it getting better Or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you now? You've got someone to blame You say, one love, one life When it's one
We all know to ride the world we live in We all know the situation yeah We all know the fear will soon be leaving And we all know it's gonna be okay
Settling down with warm-glow wood stove and kerosene peace you're looking for, peace you'll find in the tangled mad cliff-sides and crashing dark of
This river of road, It don't flow like it used to. But it's more of a home Than anywhere that I've ridden it to. We used to dream together But now I
Settling down with warm-glow woodstove and kerosene peace you're looking for, peace you'll find in the tangled mad cliff-sides and crashing dark of big
Up the Hudson Valley across New York State to Chicago then the Plains All so easy and dreamlike crashing the salt flat daybreak I hear "I'll Take You
There is no need to say another word It will be golden and eternal just like that Something good will come of all things yet Simple golden eternity blessing
Only interested in the sad music The voice of Willamine She makes men sigh and women wonder Where is all the beauty coming from? And why? Nobody ever
What love could take a slap to the face Jab to the face, get stabbed in the waist As they laugh and they came as they passed by the place Where he hung
You ain't been thinkin' this through, now have ya? The last thing you need is the thing that you keep coming back to The memories still fresh in your