Won't we see once again In foreign soil, in foreign land Who will guide us through the end, oh Only in the way you want it Only on the day you want it Only with your understanding and every single day you want it City with the weight upon it City in the

I feel it coming, I feel it coming, babe I feel it coming, babe You've been scared of love and what it did to you You don't have to run, I know what you've been through Just a simple touch and it can set you free We don't have to rush when you're alone

Blues away, way, way I got two red pills to take the blues away Enjoy your privileged life 'Cause I'm not gonna hold you through the night We said our last goodbyes So let's just try to end it with a smile And I don't wanna hear that you are suffering

My man is my man is your man Bright ideas We got bright ideas Her, this her man too Her, that's her man I just keep him satisfied through the weekend You're like 9 to 5, I'm the weekend Make him lose his mind every weekend

We ran them racks up in the basement, we ain't have no cable Buy every bando on the dead end, we ain't got no neighbors Pulled up sippin' on drank (Drank) Told 'em that I quit but I can't (I can't) I just ran through a whole pint (Whole pint) Add a whole

A the gal them international DJ comin' Through, so yow! Respect due all the man Them inna the street but the gal inna me fleet Woman you physique concrete Can't delete you fat Because you buff up complete 24 hours seven days of the week

I bet this last time's the one time too many The rush of waiting is burning through my head Right after supper her brother shower's twice a week He kicks my ass so much, that filthy white inbred And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow The lonely

Tony dead and his brother too Streets talkin' every week the coppers comin' through And homicides scoopin' niggas out of Paulie crew Damn, he in some shit just like a number two So he need that lawyer money, plus that Sig Sauer money On his second body

Over the river and through the woods We'll do a little what we want After one long week of doin what we should There's a bonfire burning Got Bocephus blaring Louder than allowed out in our neck of the neighborhood If you wanna see follow me over the

Through the fire and through the flames You won't even say your name But who could ever live that way? Ut Deo, Ya Hey Ut Deo, Deo Only "I am that I am" Oh, sweet thing Zion doesn't love you