There's only room you never really love me, Feels like all I know is not gold And gave it to a bird with nothing in her beak,
With Disney and Cronkite and Martin Luther
My rhymes'd beat Gregory Hines if they was tappin
While all the time in the camptown theatres of Piccadilly
th adulation that your seekin
mouth, come on, yeah, yeah)
He would always talk crazy
When the votes were counted, the results all showed
Don't forbid me to talk sweet talk
You may think it looks familiar
That when I open my door
When I see your fascist faces
of this year's girl.
A nuh my fault
died opened one gate to hell
Ooo Lie next to me
Divided into equal sections, no gauges, danger detected.
YOU WON'T LET THEM GO
Dont' leave me..hanging on.
I said, "Please, come back to me, darling,
The conventional is now experimental
At a 100 miles an hour