She's like a rainbow Coming, colors in the air Oh, everywhere She comes in colors ev'rywhere; She combs her hair She comes in colors Have you seen a lady fairer? Have you seen her dressed in blue? See the sky in front of you

"Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side" (Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side) Ladies and gentlemen, fresh! T.I.P., hey! I know a lot of y'all niggas out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit

Now we're on the borderline But this is a strange frontier We're off the lines We're out of luck We're out of time People say it could never happen here Into the shadows From out of the light, Into the darkness

It's halftime Check me out y'all, Nasty Nas in your area About to cause mass hysteria Before a blunt, I take out my fronts Then I start to front, matter of fact, I be on a manhunt You couldn't catch me in the streets without a ton of reefer That's like

Do you still believe in all the things That you stood by before? I hope they're on the front lines Or at home keeping score Do you care to be the layer of the bricks that seal your fate Or would you rather be the architect Of what we might create? Are

I started with nothing, I've got nothing to lose I'm a soul survivor, I made it through the fire Damn frustrating that you think I could never make it Look who's standing right in front of you Yes, it's me What you doing? Did you think you would see me

Nothing can stop Uh huh, oh yeah From the bells of St Mary To the Count of Monte Cristo The sins of Memphisto Sally used to play with her hula hoops Now she tells her problems to therapy groups Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake Wondering if

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah Pick your poison tell me what you do Everybody gon' respect the shooter But the one in front of the gun lives forever (The one in front of the gun forever) And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way Through canals

We must look past Control is dead in this blind world For we do what we hate Split from inside Betrayed by emotion What is in front of us Shadows are security They have become the solace Of my looking glass heart In search for certainty

Ragamuffin Mr. Marley in the Hall of Fame Mr. Marley, them know your name With the forklift on the night shift on the Zion Train Babylon by bus or Babylon by plane Whether the confrontation or the uprising All nation a bow just to hear him sing, say When