Here she comes Here she comes. Now here she comes She begins to steal the light Confusion throws another mystery. It's out of focus with the eye So now you wonder is this just a dream? She 's gonna cause a sensation now. And just between you and me

Lipstick letters across the mirror this morning Said, "goodbye, baby." You left with no warning Like a thief in the night, you ran away with my heart I can't believe my eyes, must be a bad dream You always said we had a good thing You never once let on

Hope you fuckin' wit' me, girl I fuck with you With me in one of these cities, but do what you wanna do But be what you wanna be, you make my summer breeze This love right right here stings, she yellow like Bumble Bee Be what you wanna be This love right

My flesh is ripped at daily It's the cross I bear I am the Promethean Tragic figure in this dream Dream known as life I bring spark into the lives Take the molded, show them fire Fire's the spark in their eyes

Ooh, I don't know what to do Why don't you play the game? Last night I had a dream about you In this dream I'm dancing right beside you And it looked like everyone was having fun The kind of feeling I've waited so long Don't stop, come a little closer As

Oh, God said to Abraham, "Kill me a son" Abe said, "Man, you must be puttin' me on" God said, "No" Abe say, "What?" God say, "You can do what you want, Abe, but The next time you see me comin', you better run" Well, Abe said, "Where d'you want this

This chapel of ritual Smells of dead human sacrifices from the altar bed To procreate the unholy bastard Tonight we're summoned for a divine cause Remembrance, no But for their future loss Smells of dead human sacrifices From the altar Beduins and nomads

And let this winter pass on by Peoples, I'm gonna have to go Call my baby You know the little girl fail to come If I call my baby You know the little girl would fail to come Hot spring water Oh, yeah boy, wouldn't help her none I mean, wouldn't help her

The motherfucking saga continues All hail to those believin in the real gangsta shit Cause when it comes to the real niggas It makes the shit that much harder to deal with Yeah! Above the Law up in this motherfucker "Black Mafia" for life Down with the

I got my head on a swivel I got my head on a swivel, swivel I can send a missile Eyes peeled when I wiggle This is not a starter pistol (No, no) I got my head on a swivel, swivel (Yeah) If you need me just whistle Call a few plays then break the huddle