... two for seventy-nine, that's a real bargain. I got those at a going-out-of-business pancake place over in Posaick." Kermit: "Isn't that interesting. And all
been You can't run away From the life you made your own Now that it's gone and left you down and out You're not so complete Now what do you say All the
left on earth? Now, I search all over the universe At the edge of the century, yea At the edge of the century, yea Feel so lonely, am I the only one left
own life drink yourself brilliant, make love to your image dad's on the left side, mom's on the right what will you do now to keep them divided? eyes out
ah 'ave Ah so me go so back to de left and de right mek a flip so Waistline me 'ave plenty (Buckle up!) And prepare fi de wine ah de century Me look
say a rhyme that goes this way is elementary For the century, Slim Shady's is gonna be the illest (Flamingos) What? Flamingos? My mother goes out and
**** it I left respect enough for an open casket Way to go Ca$his, boost up my ego Let loose, out sunroof with my Eagle Folk of the century, rollin'
it out so I keep to myself Too street for the sheltered, underground fan Too intelligent for play on your FM band So I thought to crossover, but I left
energy fuels my fermenting splintering in three sections Each capable of launching attack in any direction Hook it back up and connect it Death-defying, all up on your e-mail addressing I defy, any and all
a shark's fin Deepest, bluest, my hat is like a shark's fin Deepest, bluest, my hat is like a shark's fin Man-made terror, hungry jaws of death Y'all
He left home when she was seventeen We came back to see her She was older cold and even mean Not like we remembered Out along the old road Where the
his wig with the heater His shape-up was all fucked up, as he had me laughin' God you see how he was laid out in the grass with dirt in his mouth Slim
centuries of blood and candle smoke I am the least of all your children here But I am most in need of hope She appeared to Juan Diego She left her
Just when I thought I knew what I wanted A dirty old man Reminds me I'm young Fuck experience, the truth The truth of all colors Think it out, feel
If you're hurt by someone Hold out the other cheek This is the most important message That someone left to humanity Then you came with your holy book
coming down And just mysteries are left for those who came as the next There's a secret, and with regret He looks eastwards, there where the sunrise starts Some centuries
up in the muthafucka Open up that third time before I open it for you Word is bond, Jedi Mind, '97, '98 Rappers, I decapitate like that FUCK ALL Y'ALL
themselves so they living sick For centuries we been filling penitentaries It's plain to see, we're our worst enemy The smartest, most talented of the raza Is all