[Intro:] (The Genius) Hmmmm! Mmmmm! Oooo! Oooo! Yeaaaa! O-o-oo! O-o-oo! Oooo! O-o-oo! O-o-oo! Oooo! Huh! Shore ah dat? Aright! [Verse 1:] It's 3 o'
[Bonus Track]
He didn't wanna call back, He didn't wanna crawl back, He could finally see, Time to get his wheels to loose up some, Start turning round. He didn't hear
i've got a friend and she's a beauty i've got a friend and he's a cutie they should be friends, if you know what i mean it's all a part of my harebrained
He's won a conviction that he'll desrtoy the pathological Drinking pattern Strictly to the scheme We wrests addictions from the body ... I have to...
It woke up in me years ago How this was meant to be All of those falsehoods plain to see They dug and hung their greed Will there be profit? You could
about, Shembe is the way Chorus Oh SHEMBE thank you for showing us the way. Shembe nobunazaretha. Oh SHEMBE thank you for healing my people. Shembe
[intro: buddha monk] There are eight million stories In the naked city, choose one... Yo, it's time for a change, yo All our babies is dyin from aids
Here they come, talkin' down on me I get the funniest looks 'cause I said I don't believe They say we were monkeys They think they're saying something
Haa aee Whao Ahh woo Alive dead I was inside your head (Scheme, scheme) I had time well, spent, I got your mind well bent Snuck back into shade (Scheme
What are you doing toward the scheme of things What are your words to your brother beings What are you doing toward the scheme of things What
words have no feeling meanings are meant for without loaded meanings words take too long to come across defining definitions we load them for effect it
W-wh-wha, what, wha-what what? Beotch Mobster, turn that shit up Yeah, uh-huh uh-huh uh Sinister shit Uh-huh uh-huh what? Jayo, Jayo smell me on this
O'er grassy dale, and lowland scene Come see, come hear, the English Scheme. The lower-class, want brass, bad chests, scrounge fags. The clever ones tend
[lyrics : Sven] Welcome to your perfect scheme your profit empire found on fashion fake rules backstabbing as long as you get your share as long as the
SH'MA LEO (with the noose around his neck) Sh'ma Yisroel, Adonai elohainu, Adonai echod. Baruch sheym k'vod malchuso l'olam va-ed: (The table is kicked
There's a crow flying, dark and ragged, tree to tree He's black as the highway that's leading me Now he's diving down to pick up on something shiny I
Well I don't need you hangin 'round my door. Tryin to drag me back down to the shore. And I ain't gonna drink your dirty water no more. Well I got wet
