Finger on the button, 'cause the countdown expired
Converse about nothin', more intelligence acquired
Look her in the eye, tell her momma raised a liar
Hear and see no evil, like the late Rich Pryor
Gone but not forgotten, slow bass take ya’ higher
No feeling in my face, long days got me tired
Unwilling in the chase, just a taste he's an addict
In this and every case, she's another bad habit
Logic outweigh emotion, please stop projecting
Feelings gettin' caught, now'ya heart need protecting
And ya’ mind stay neglecting, momentary thoughts
Of the past, and it's disappointments
All the good all the bad, and the ugly choices
The things ya’ did and didn't learn, and the different voices
Inebriated unclear, chosen and anointed
The words left a bad taste, but the message poignant
Where ya’ going Mr. Coleman, to the phonograph sto'?
Autograph the record, when she bought at my show
Word to Large Professor, Pete Rock and Primo
The godfather Rick Ruben, I'm a teacher and a student
And I'm gettin' better, can you hear my improvement?
No 'cause your deaf in both ears, and your soul's closed
Let the music interfere, let it bellow from the windows
Lenny Williams, falsettos and crescendos
[Queens D. Light]:
All these bodies are necessary
But it's only the bodies next to me that know the recipe
And it's your appetite that keeps testing things
My oh my it's got a big palette
More to consume but less attachment
And it be askin'
What's yo' talent?
You ain't got a habit?
Repetitive ...its repetitive;
So on and so forth
To a life of lavish
Some turn into savages
They never rich though
Watered down hit or miss whole
Barely got a clutch around the stencil
Misused utensils
To outline the time defined by originals
Those who are close of course
Not so far as you go
Not so far as you go
Not so far as you go
Not so far as you go
You go
You go
You go
You go
[Jay Stone]:
Hit the gas and shoot the gap, push it thru the threshold
So many cubic inches, now we runnin' out of petrol
Eum, eatin' sandwiches droppin' crumbs in the museum
Of modern art, he's a scholar his defiance
Is a world apart, from all the violence
When you see it, it could leave a scar
And it probably will, yes the root of all evil is the dollar' bill
All the diamonds and the gold, it can make some kill
HE KILLED THAT MAN, just to see how it would feel
Took his last breath, never ate his last meal
He never thought death, would compromise his free will
But the cause and effect, just left an imbalance
An attempt to self-reflect, turned out to be a challenge
First question self-respect, another riddle left unanswered
Your pessimism is a Cancer, and your ignorance a Capricorn
What's the chances you can ask for less, a little more
The excessiveness is getting old, I suppose
Is this the life you wanted, 'cause it's the one you chose
When all is said and done, and ya’ book is closed
I hope ya’ had a lot of fun, life comes and goes
Most live once some twice, no one knows
Go to sleep tonight, and let ya’ plight impose
On ya’ fight against the light, don't lose control
Try to find a good seat, to watch it all implode
Try to find a good seat
Try to find a good seat