One, maybe not one Maybe you too Are wonderin' Wonderin' who Wonderful you Are wonderin' Child, child, child The child, the child Father of the sun Child
They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears They hide in the light, so you can't see their fears Forgive and forget, all the while Love and pain
Sweet Melissa, I often pray for you I hope your suffering was brief I hope the angels that watch over all little children Came for you and took you someplace
This is a very serious message, so all of you please listen There are some people Living in this world They have no food to eat They have no place to
Yo, My morning showers like a rebirth; reflections of the womb Crazy sentimental floatin' in lukewarm placental Now I chop a burden on the sink trying
(You!) Who are you? You have no talent. You're a bad juggler. You can't walk the high wire. You can't tame a tiger. Then I'll be a clown like my grandfather
Let the bass make your spine jerk, drums make your ears hurt, Hear me deliverin' this phat ass verse, been puttin' in work, Eventually I'll master the
It seems like lately time be beatin' my ass, Every step is like a right hook from Iron Mike Tyson in his prime, It's like my mind is on a tredmill,
Now who you know leave the scene Messier than canvas's by Jackson Pollock Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace I make a mess you dissect it
We like, fuck a hush on the bus that rush acting mad dumb singing bum-stiggedy bump plus we was mad young, I remember acting a fool we laughing at the
Why do people fear what they don't know? and my hats rocked to the left, all these dirty looks be gettin me stressed. Constantly lookin' at me funny
Yo, aye yo, I live by the sun and I'm a' die by the sun. Can't be livin' by the gun, man I never even held one, but does that make me less of a man? '
"if we were recording right now, and we would be getting all this, yeah sorry. yeah we should have a freestyle on this." "a freestyle?" "yeah hit em off
Jungle cats battling through musty brush Monkey?s ciphering with fly feather birds with unincarcerated visions, signified dandelions get Crushed by overstressed
Travis been known to spit lyrical backflips on tracks with skate kicks Osiris had the flyest but I'm all about Axion, Verbal bigspin I Crooked grind your
If it weren't for kids, have you ever thought There wouldn't be a Santa Clause Or look what the stork just brought? Thank God for kids and we'd all live
Dim the light, little man And tonight, little man On a ship of dreams you'll sail Dreams are made for children And a dream is a fairytale You don't
Give all that you have to give When she has strained you And bitterly blamed you 'Cause she's so unhappy Give, swallowing compromise Though it won't
