Mackie

Like a junkyard dog I bark at breezes and
though my heart can't see the trees and
you let me in your bed when it was solace I needed
now I'm running down these alleys
with wounds that ain't quite healing

Sometimes you just can't have it all
Sometime you just can't have it all

Now the things I know I am
are the things I know you're seeing
But living in the past means one tends to repeat it
I know you're not in love with me
though you're trying hard to be in

Sometimes you just can't have it all
Sometime you just can't have it all
Sometime you just can't have it all


Sometime you just can't have it all

And we made it seem so damned easy
Until the words got in the way
You make me high when you are with me
And I don't want that to go away

Ya sing your song for me
and left me in that moment
The words that traced your breath
left me more alone in it
You're everything I want
but you don't want my shoulder

Sometimes you just can't have it all
Sometime you just can't have it all
Sometime you just can't have it all
Sometime you just can't have it all

3, 2, 1, I'm that son of a gun, but one who has
the fun by the kilo and the ton. Like Marv
Albert but worse, I got the curse, got
perverse with the nurse in the maternity
ward. That's right, I'm nuts, ask Fisty Cuts. I
got outpatient status at the Brooklyn Zoo.
Doobie doobie doo, we like the crew that
runs up in the club wearin' alligator shoes.
When I get the blues I get it really bad, ask
Kronos for promos, Feliz Navidad. Johnny
Black got my back, baby, happy or sad. If I
fall out of your favor, don' get mad.

If the heat don't get me then the drugs sure
will, stirrin' scotch and soda's with a twenty
dollar bill.

My head feels like old vinyl, and like Lionel,
I'm idle. Secretly stalking the title, stealin'

scenes by ways and means. And thats why
marines got M-16's I think I love her, but
she's affected, bullshit detected. Wonder
why she got neglected, I legged it, turned up
here, I'll have a beer and a joke about that
Guenevere. Lord I been knowin' there'd be
days like these, but please don't hit me with
the quick release, and don't rat me out to
Edwin Meese, 'cause I been around the
world and the seven seas.

If the heat don't get me then the drugs sure
will, stirrin' scotch and soda's with a twenty
dollar bill. My mamma always told me
never drink on pills, roll down the window
'cause I'm feelin' kinda ill.

Hey friend it won't be too long now
'til the fire comes to town
and leads us underground
hey girl the city will eat you alive
and leave the faintest burn mark
on the dirty city sidewalk

And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws
And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws

Hey y'all it's not like nobody warned us
we roast upon the fire
of aggressive imperial desire
hey friend I see you down the road
the road that's strewn with ashes
and burnt child's eyelashes

And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws
And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws

And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws
And will I be ready
when I hunt them down like dogs
and will I just listen
when they're quoting me their laws

And will i be ready
when I have to do the deed
with a long splendid sword
and balanced honesty
and will I be ready
and will I just listen
or will I be ready
or will I just listen
or will I be ready
hell yeah I'll be ready
yeah I'll be ready
no I will not listen

get ready

I Feel it's Pull
It's caressing claws
Dead end blocks
Graffiti walls
It Permeates
It Desecrates
It looks like shit but it taste great

(Chorus 1)
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o

See it's cliental come straight from hell
With missing limbs and whooo some funky smells
My bacon bits where not like this
I curse the day it passed my lips

(Chorus 2)
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o
Where the bums go wo o o o

(Guitar solo)

Bums
Buuuuums

Where the bums go wo o o o ( 16 times )

Fuckin bums! Yeah

What had been had happened? Say what
Dyin' to be tryin' but comfy in the cut
See I be gettin' four from the score, plus three more
And I'll be damned if you treat me like some whore

I be fun lovin', money makin', record breakin'
Milk shakin', drug takin', never fakin', end of statement
Crime don't pay but it's off the books
All the taxes I pay goes straight to crooks

Back to what had happened
I was chillin' round the way with a woman
In her thirties and a nice Montrochet
I be like they be when they be out in West berry
Unnecessary with the wisecrack commentary

They don't understand, if they keep buildin' cars
I'll keep burning them and leavin' them scars
But thats what happens when you lost your mind
Talkin' out of school puts you back behind it

What had happened?

Livin' it up, baby, layin' it down
Constables chasin' me from town to town
Like Nino Brown takin' over the Carter
Cash money boy and I ain't your father

Fun Lovin' is my name
Lovin' is my game, never laid no blame
Never walked in shame
Never known to play

People askin' why? Why he dress so fly?
Why he with the dime? Why he havin' fun all of the time?
It's because I rock when I rock and I rock when I'm not
So I'm hot when I'm not, that's why

Chillin', chillin' Jacob Dylan, tastes great
But I'm not less fillin'
They broke up the party when they let one fly
Promoter's in the corner with some guy, askin' why?
Live and direct from the passenger side
Open up baby, just one more time

What had happened?

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
with the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
with the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
with the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

We have all the time in the world.
Time enough for life to unfold all the precious things life has in store.
And we got all the love in the world.
And as time goes by you will find we need nothing more.

And every step of the way we'll find us
with the kiss of the world behind us.
And we got all the time in the world for love.
Nothing more, nothing less, only love.
(2x)

Only love, yeah baby.

5 to 7 minutes to go, can you feel this?
Your life on the streets is done, forget the business
You get what you give, another day another dead one
Picture me out on the edge with the half a tonne
Tryin' to move it on up, tryin' to move the fuck out
You ain't Billy the kid, you ain't no ghetto son with clout
No doubt you had it hard, just a shard from the mirror
That went out

* Yeah we're all very worried about you,
Yeah we're all very worried about you,

And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up,
And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up,
And if you fly high again they gonna, bag you up,
And if you fly high again they gonna bag you up, bag you up,

You was a little out of line but you acted like you cared
And from now on, your life, and his, forever bare
I'm out on the streets, hearin' bullshit for weeks
I think it's time for you and me to meet
And if it's all minor scales and the check ain't in the mail
While you feelin' like you failed, wind blowin' past your sail
Nice place to live now son, where you gonna run?
Understand where we comin' from, put down the gun

*Repeat

It's just a hill of beans to some
Bums talking 6-figure shit, while they taking their lump
See I grew up on the hill
But still I keep ready
Had a mind of my own like Wes gave to Freddy
As Freddy got clipped, man, so did my youth
Spending nights with my rights, knocked to my tooth
Yeah, it scarred my soul
It fucked me up like vodka
Had me walking around mumbling shit like I was Latka
The Hill don't discriminate, they know who you are
If you make it over the edge then baby, you the star
The Big Top knows all the choices you chose
Both respected and feared by your friends and your foes

* Now up on the Hill is where you find us
Yeah, up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill that burns the brightest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill

** And up on the Hill is where you find us
And up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill there ain't no contest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill

Now go make your mound in an anthill, sonny
You be dead by 40, but you make a lotta money
A shot clock is dropped, choose when you choose
And if you ain't up on the Hill, you lose
Now damn the jokes and damn the torpedos
Live a life of your dreams,like boz did Lido
I said Lido, who-a-oh
I said one more time, ought to get it
Now look up, look up higher and see
It's not as hard as you figured it would be
Now 2 tons, 2 tons lighter
agreed, Now - if it's all right with you it's all right with me

**Repeat
*Repeat(x2)
**Repeat(x2)
*Repeat(x2)

It's just a hill of beans to some
Bums talking 6-figure shit, while they taking their lump
See I grew up on the hill
But still I keep ready
Had a mind of my own like West gave to Freddy
As Freddy got clipped, man, so did my youth
Spending nights with my rights, knocked out my tooth
Yeah, it scarred my soul
It fucked me up like vodka
Had me walking around mumbling shit like I was Latka
The Hill don't discriminate, they know who you are
If you make it over the edge then baby, you the star
The Big Top knows all the choices you chose
Both respected and feared by your friends and your foes
1:
Now up on the Hill is where you find us
Yeah, up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill that burns the brightest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the Hill
2:
And up on the Hill is where you find us
And up on the Hill that shit is timeless
Yeah, up on the Hill there ain't no contest
Yeah, up on the Hill, up on the HillNow go make your mound in an anthill, sonny
You be dead by 40, but you make a lotta money
A shot clock is dropped, choose when you choose
And if you ain't up on the Hill, you lose
Now damn the jokes and damn the torpedos
Live a life of your dreams,like boz did Lido
I said Lido, who-a-oh
I said one more time, ought to get it
Now look up, look up higher and see
It's not as hard as you figured it would be
Now 2 tons, 2 tons lighter
agreed, Now - if it's all right with you it's all right with me
2
1
2
1
(
1st 9 lines sotto voice)

For me it's hard to say
And this might not be the way
But if you want to stay

My ghetto prince
Is smiling underground
And it makes me feel good
To know you died

And this may not be the time
See I drank two things of wine
But I think that you will find

And my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground
My ghetto prince
Is smiling underground

Ain't got no guarantee
And I know it's hard to see
But there's a little more to me

And my ghetto prince
Is smiling from underground
Yeah, my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground

But only for a while
I still think I need your smile
All the while

And my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground
Yeah, my ghetto prince
Is smiling underground

Now this may not be the time
'Cause I drank two things of wine
But I think that you will find

Come over here girl, whip it out and show the world
It ain't the time for lyin' with your mocha swirl
Everybody gangsta, everybody blood and cripin'
I'ma tell the truth, if you take the time to listen

But then again let's make it hot
Let's make it nice and leave scar
I said merrily, merrily, merrily not one
But rarely, rarely, rarely get two

When the lights go out, when they cut your phone
When you laid off, when you home alone, when you with your girl
Everyone around the world on a Sunday afternoon
When you're with your crew, shit happens

We kinda hot together like Sonny and Cher
Too hot to trot and we just don't care
Close your eyes and go to sleep
That guy don't dance, tramps can't complete

You a New York dime in a city of cents
Regrets I had a few but not the night we met
See you been getting love from postal workers
All in search of vicious looks

When the lights go out when they cut your phone
When you laid off, when you home alone, when you with your girl
Everyone around the world on a Sunday afternoon
When you're with your crew, shit happens

Keep on warin' 'cause that's what got us here
Keep on talkin' till there's no one else to fear
See, me and my brother might not be around next year
'Cause one or another, cap slipped out of gear

In this sick world I see the babies dyin'
From car bombs and blind eyes and prophet's lyin'
In this sick world I'm feelin' all alone
To reap the seeds of which we've sown

In this sick world I keep my mind just tight
In this sick world I never punk the fight
In this sick world I never saw no light
So this sick world is blowin' up tonight

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Keep on searchin' on this starless night
Keep on preachin', every thing's gonna be all right
Now load the weapon, these kids are just the age
Have them kill the Texan and the man who takes his place

In this sick world I see the babies dyin'
From car bombs and blind eyes and prophet's lyin'
In this sick world I'm feelin' all alone
To reap the seeds of which we've sown

In this sick world I keep my mind just tight
In this sick world I never punk the fight
In this sick world I never saw no light
So this sick world is blowin' up tonight

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night
Freaks come out at night

Keep on warin', keep on talkin'
Keep on searchin', keep on preachin'
Keep on warin', yeah, keep on talkin'
Keep on searchin', keep on preachin'
Keep on warin'

Don't see me
In your eyes anymore
Oh why can't I
Make them shine like before

I don't see you
Or your heart in your kiss
That you should say
That you're mine
You resist

There was a time
Life was fine
Love was ecstasy
But now I doubt
What the outcome will be

I pray you'll say
I'm the one you adore
Then I'll see me
In your eyes as before

(There was a time

There was a time
There was a time)

There was a time
Life was fine
Love was ecstasy
But now I doubt
What the outcome will be

I pray you'll say
I'm the one you adore
Then I'll see me
In your eyes as before

There was a time
Life was fine
Love was ecstasy
But now I doubt
What the outcome will be

Paulie ran like hell, car-jacked my moma's Pontiac
Dropped it off at the house, and he was sorry and he'd bring it back
Got on the Major Deagan, fighting a heart attack
But that was that, an hour out to Hackensack
Runnin', Kosciusko to the L.I.E
Traffic out the ass as far as the eye could see
Flip on the radio: WNBC, 3 men shot tryin' to free Gotti'

The View Belongs To Everyone (4x)

He heard they moved the Don out west somewhere like Oregon
Long live the king runnin' the marathon
He drifted back to 'Days' at the ‘Octagon’
Where the Goombas held the guards and did the pissing on
And now they ain't no mob just some criminal collective
Since Rudy and the right got his ass re-elected
We esteem too easy, obtain too cheap
And we talk a lotta shit from the back fuckin' seat

Long live the King, but who will wear his crown
They're flowing like a stream, deep from Underground
Long live the king, but who will wear his crown
Can you get down, can you get down? (repeat to fade out)

The summerwind, came blowing in, from across the sea
It lingered there, to touch your hair, and walk with me
All summer long, you sing a song, and we stole that golden sand,
Two sweethearts, and the summerwind.

Like painted kites, those days and nights, they went flying by,
The world was new, beneath the blue, umbrella sky,
?One soft event?, a pappa man, one day it called to you,
I lost you, I lost you to the summerwind.

Young wind, and the well aware, they have come and gone,
and still the days, those lonely days, they go on and on and on,
And guess who sized, his lullabies, through nights that never end,
My fickle friend,


The summerwind, on the summerwind (repeat to fade)

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.C. with the wing tip shoes.
My boss said it was Parris or Prison, the judge said son you better
make a decision.
I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, April in Parris, hell
south of the border. They put me together, tougher than leather. Set
me on your ass because they didn't know better.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

I hold the fort left, right and center
the number running hardass punk, flygirl bender. Check the photo
finish I'm in this to satisfy parole, not posing or playing the role,
see I got more gumbas than Bobby De Niro and if I was you I'd
act like Nixon and Spiro. So smoke your pot and drink your rock
and chill where it's shady. I got more endurance than In-A-Gadda-
Da-Vida baby.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

Up to no good, with no place to go but down. . .

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.C. with the wing tip shoes.
My boss said it was Parris or Prison, the judge said son you better
make a decision.
I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, April in Parris, hell
south of the border. They put me together, tougher than leather. Set
me on your ass because they didn't know better.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

I hold the fort left, right and center
the number running hardass punk, flygirl bender. Check the photo
finish I'm in this to satisfy parole, not posing or playing the role,
see I got more gumbas than Bobby De Niro and if I was you I'd
act like Nixon and Spiro. So smoke your pot and drink your rock
and chill where it's shady. I got more endurance than In-A-Gadda-
Da-Vida baby.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

Up to no good, with no place to go but down. . .

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

I used to wear dress blues, I used to get my cues from the dudes in
D.C. with the wing tip shoes.
My boss said it was Parris or Prison, the judge said son you better
make a decision.
I chose the former because I heard it was warmer, April in Parris, hell
south of the border. They put me together, tougher than leather. Set
me on your ass because they didn't know better.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

I hold the fort left, right and center
the number running hardass punk, flygirl bender. Check the photo
finish I'm in this to satisfy parole, not posing or playing the role,
see I got more gumbas than Bobby De Niro and if I was you I'd
act like Nixon and Spiro. So smoke your pot and drink your rock
and chill where it's shady. I got more endurance than In-A-Gadda-
Da-Vida baby.

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on.

Up to no good, with no place to go but down. . .

Getting it on to the grave spot, getting it on

One, two, three and I come with the redneck style
'cause you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
see I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat
franks and knishes,best wishes, I'm vicious but here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.

Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (2x)

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I'm more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
and I never, ever, ever say die
I never take myself too seriously
'Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)
The Fun Lovin' Criminal (3x)

Means with the green, murder on your spleen
living in a dream do you know what I mean
goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that I'll always leave you chewin'
I got so many styles you'll be thinking I'm from the U.N.
I broke into the White House and never got caught
and I'd be Neil Armstrong if I was an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging


Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)

One, two, three and I come with the redneck style
'cause you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
see I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat
franks and knishes,best wishes, I'm vicious but here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.

Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (2x)

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I'm more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
and I never, ever, ever say die
I never take myself too seriously
'Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)
The Fun Lovin' Criminal (3x)

Means with the green, murder on your spleen
living in a dream do you know what I mean
goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that I'll always leave you chewin'
I got so many styles you'll be thinking I'm from the U.N.
I broke into the White House and never got caught
and I'd be Neil Armstrong if I was an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging


Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)

One, two, three and I come with the redneck style
'cause you know I get paid by the mile, like Avis
I pave this, Fast save this, everybody smile. . .
And act gracious
see I rob banks, I pull pranks, sometimes I eat
franks and knishes,best wishes, I'm vicious but here
I am again like CNN. Delivery my friend.

Stick 'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (2x)

Yes we bug a lot and my friends is loud and. . .
I'm more freaky than Disco 2000
I scream, I yell, I bark, I bite
I'll hit you with an egg on a hot summer night
I never let the cops get wind of me
and I never, ever, ever say die
I never take myself too seriously
'Cause everybody knows fat birds don't fly

Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)
The Fun Lovin' Criminal (3x)

Means with the green, murder on your spleen
living in a dream do you know what I mean
goateed indeed, smart like John Steed
I'll steal your girlie and I'll steal your weed
I got so much flavor that I'll always leave you chewin'
I got so many styles you'll be thinking I'm from the U.N.
I broke into the White House and never got caught
and I'd be Neil Armstrong if I was an astronaut
I am always optimistic about human relations
I got more friends than my man Peter Gatien
We're always fun loving, so don't start bugging
If your girlie comes up and starts kissing and hugging


Stick'em up punk, it's the Fun Lovin' Criminal (4x)

I got my lovin and it's alright,
Suga is sweet,
But sometime she bite.
Pucker up baby and make it tight,
livin' my life,
Keep me up all night.
Shake that ass until it's sore,
Four click hole baby let it pour
Now it's 2 men at once
Hey now f**k this score
Gimme One, Two, Three, Four...

(Chorus)
Music Industry,
That is what we are,
No-one plays for free
And everyone's a star,
Sign the dotted line
We can have lunch sometime
And we can lie to each other, aahhh

We sign the deal and we make it nice
so pour your suits and give you quality ice
You can't live your dreams at twice the price
We're the house,
But you can role the dice.
Now back in the day people lived in fear,
They bought no records
So they could not hear
The s**t that I'm bustin' up
In your ear
So come on man, be with ya peers!

(Chorus 2x)

Instrumental

(Chorus 2x)

My man was workin' at the seafood spot
Sellin' fish 'n chips and dealin' bags of pot
Dressed in a pirates uniform and all
Lookin' like a fool, headin' for a fall

He was walkin' home late one night, God bless
Heard the scream of a woman in immediate distress
[Unverified]
He headed down the alley hoping for the best

He saw the girl who was screamin' her mouth beat shut
Two guys standin' by her 'bout to get fucked up
He said you don't hit the bitches while I'm still alive
Stabbed on in the neck, the other in the eye

The girl ran home, told her daddy she was saved
By a pirate with a shiv and a real smooth way
The vision of the pirate would surely never fade
So she called the New York post and tried to get paid

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Now the story ran the following day page two
But swashbucklin' in Brooklyn is all he want to do
I tried to sit him down and think things through
But swashbucklin' in Brooklyn is all he want to do

Now he was havin' problems like diving without drowning
The city, the cops, the mob trying to stop him
He needed a psychic that's where I came in
Tell his story to the world, help him with his shit

We cruise down the river, patrolling the docks
Deliverin' justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe, nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots

This kinda shits [unverified] had no choice
Doin' it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

We cruise down the river patrolling the docks
Deliverin' justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe, nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots

This kinda shits [unverified] had no choice
Doin' it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

Super hero, you're my super hero
Super hero, you're my super hero

My man was workin at the seafood spot
Sellin fish n chips and dealin bags of pot
Dressed in a pirates uniform and all
Lookin like a fool headin for a fall
He was walkin home late one night godbless
Heard the scream of a woman in immediate distress
??????
he headed down the alley hoping for the best
he saw the girl who was screamin her mouth beat shut
two guys standin by her bout to get fucked up
he said you don't hit the bitches while I'm still alive
stabbed on in the neck the other in the eye
the girl ran home told her daddy she was saved
by a pirate with a shiv and a real smooth way
the vision of the pirate would surely never fade
so she called the New York post and tried to get paid

chorus
super hero your my super hero
super hero your my super hero

Now the story ran the following day page two
But swashbucklin in Brooklyn is all he want to do
I tried to sit him down and think things through
But swashbucklin in Brooklyn is all he want to do
Now he was havin problems like diving without drowning
The city the cops the mob trying to stop him
He needed a psychic thats where I came in
Tell his story to the world help him with his shit
We cruise down the river patrolling the docks
Deliverin justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots
This kinda shits ??? had no choice
Doin it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Chorus x 2
super hero your my super hero
super hero your my super hero

We cruise down the river patrolling the docks
Deliverin justice to eight square blocks
Brooklyn was safe nobody got shot
We used swords and daggers and kung fu what nots
This kinda shits ??? had no choice
Doin it for free like the village voice
This ends my first installment of the story
He was good kicking ass but bad with the glory

Chorus x 4
super hero your my super hero
super hero your my super hero

Back in '78, I was a kid,
I didn't know shit and I never did
When the summer got hot, we praid for rain
But since the lights went out
I've never been the same
But when we got older I caught the gust
Livin' in the park with the rest of the nuts
But now I waver, I feel it heavy on my mind
A life-saver that's been there all the time
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do
She don't know, she don't know but I do
And I play heavy on my mind
The booker got blessed on her date of birth
from green point ave across to Benson Hurst
She keeps my family together,
keeps my foes at bay
When she's chillin' off the leash
you better stay away
I remember you and I,
we used to chill on a stoop
maxing and ... without any loot
Now you got it going strong
but i feel long in the tooth girl
Now you got it going strong
but i feel long in the tooth
And I don't know what to feel anymore
But I'm trying, I'm trying to tell her
And I don't know what to think anymore
But I think, I think I ought to build myself ...
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do
She don't know, she don't know but I do
And I play heavy on my mind

And I don't know what to feel anymore
But I'm trying, I'm trying to tell her
And I don't know what to think anymore
But I think, I think I ought to build myself ...
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do
She don't know, she don't know but I do
And I play heavy on my mind
And she don't lie, she don't lie but I do

On a night with no lights
They found a young girl's body
Jigged and beaten and they made it a priority
But the boys in blue couldn't solve the case
Because the girl that hit the curb didn't have no face

They found her on Delancy Street, Christmas Eve
No suspect sought, much to my relief
And I said wash your face little girl, for real
Pretend you came back with that mass appeal
Now diamonds for your pearl, clicking and heels
Shaking that ass for extra value meals
And down that part of town, that frightens the masses
Filled with mean motherfuckers and noxious gases

Delancy I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy I love you, I need you
I miss you on the Southside of the street

They're all bums girl, they're all bums girl
They're livin' in their fucked up places
I'm talking murder, I'm talking blackmail and jazz
And guys with burned up faces

Delancy I love you, I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy I love you I need you
Southside, Southside
Delancy I love you I need you
You're the only one for me
Delancy I love you I need you
I miss you on the Southside of the street

You know that you're the flower, baby I am Dr Pepper

I saw you on the street and it made me feel much better
I dragged him 'cross the ground to show him what he'd done
I seen an F' train coming, shining like the sun
Yeah I looked both ways before I pushed him in the track
I heard a scream, a crack and I never looked back
Delancy on my mind

Hey muneka, I think I wanna take ya
back to the lab, with my gift of gab
and a little dab'll do ya, maybe even school ya,
I'll rush your end zone like my man Don Shula
you're my four leaf clover even bending over;
I love you like rover; I'm your little lawnmower
but, lower, lower, I'm the seed sower
the funky weed grower, the mad rap thrower.
See, I'm a man's man; do you understand?
What I'm giving ain't cocked in the palm of my hand.
So take the nasty plunge plaid not grunge.
I know it's really hard when you love someone. You always
stood by me like Spanky did Stymiey and if anybody messes I'll
bust'em in the eye. And check that ass like Phil Esposito
the guido, U.P.S. next day back to Toledo.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom.

Me and my Les Paul is out droppin' science
pocket full of blunts and a full carry license
never walking streets, lookin' past my shouler acting kinda bolder
since my dog got older; I walked the walk and I aced the test
when I put the pressure on all your tendencies manifest
I'm a half spick peckerwood talkin' to the dead
I'll break into your house and I'll smell your bed.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom

Hey muneka, I think I wanna take ya
back to the lab, with my gift of gab
and a little dab'll do ya, maybe even school ya,
I'll rush your end zone like my man Don Shula
you're my four leaf clover even bending over;
I love you like rover; I'm your little lawnmower
but, lower, lower, I'm the seed sower
the funky weed grower, the mad rap thrower.
See, I'm a man's man; do you understand?
What I'm giving ain't cocked in the palm of my hand.
So take the nasty plunge plaid not grunge.
I know it's really hard when you love someone. You always
stood by me like Spanky did Stymiey and if anybody messes I'll
bust'em in the eye. And check that ass like Phil Esposito
the guido, U.P.S. next day back to Toledo.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom.

Me and my Les Paul is out droppin' science
pocket full of blunts and a full carry license
never walking streets, lookin' past my shouler acting kinda bolder
since my dog got older; I walked the walk and I aced the test
when I put the pressure on all your tendencies manifest
I'm a half spick peckerwood talkin' to the dead
I'll break into your house and I'll smell your bed.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom

Hey muneka, I think I wanna take ya
back to the lab, with my gift of gab
and a little dab'll do ya, maybe even school ya,
I'll rush your end zone like my man Don Shula
you're my four leaf clover even bending over;
I love you like rover; I'm your little lawnmower
but, lower, lower, I'm the seed sower
the funky weed grower, the mad rap thrower.
See, I'm a man's man; do you understand?
What I'm giving ain't cocked in the palm of my hand.
So take the nasty plunge plaid not grunge.
I know it's really hard when you love someone. You always
stood by me like Spanky did Stymiey and if anybody messes I'll
bust'em in the eye. And check that ass like Phil Esposito
the guido, U.P.S. next day back to Toledo.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom.

Me and my Les Paul is out droppin' science
pocket full of blunts and a full carry license
never walking streets, lookin' past my shouler acting kinda bolder
since my dog got older; I walked the walk and I aced the test
when I put the pressure on all your tendencies manifest
I'm a half spick peckerwood talkin' to the dead
I'll break into your house and I'll smell your bed.

Smoke 'em if ya gottem, if ya ain't gottem then ya hit rock bottom

Blues and reds and 9 an' a half grand
I had customs eatin' outta the palm of my hand
And when the smoke didn't clear
I looked for my bag
Lies a little old lady whose trafficking skag
For Bedo and Lewis I reflect through the noise
Lyin' cheatin' killers but a nice pair of boys
I catch my cue o yes love I've had it
Sleepycat needs that cab so I grabbed it
Yo my man! I headed downtown

Chorus:
De hado me, un poquito mas, now baby
De hado me, my love, un poquito mas

Now never say maybe especially to your girl
Mine wanted answers so I gave her the world
The drugs kept me goin' honey, the money's for bail
Marten got the fear cause he's never been to jail
I told them it wasn't mine but they knew me and pounced
They found it, we haggled, I still got half an ounce
Now baby, here I am back like the Jets,
Turn down the lights, time to have sex

Chorus (x4)

Chorus:
Honey you, are my shining star, and don't you go away,
I wanna be, right here where you are, until my dying day

So many have tried, tried to find,
a love like yours an mine, yeah baby,
girl don't you relaise that your hypnotised,
It makes me love you more and more each time, yeah baby.

Bridge
Honey I'm never gonna leave you lonely,
I'm giving my love to you one and only, one and only.

Chorus

It feels so good, lying here next to you,
lost in love, yeah baby,
Cos baby when we touch, I love you so much,
You're everything I've ever dreamed of, yeah baby.

Bridge
Chorus x2

I got outta town
Like I knew I should
I got outta town
Like I knew I would
But when I close my eyes
And the dawn don't come
I think to myself
What a disgrace I've become

(Chorus 1)
But she won't fail me
Cause she's my friend
And she won't rat me out
I'm a boy to her eye
And she won't fail me
Even when she hates me

I use to think a lot
But now I watch the grain
I use to fall in love
With shit like subway trains
And although my liberty
Has been taken away now
I take it all, I take it all day by day

(Chorus 2)
But she won't fail me
Cause she's my friend
And she won't rat me out
I'm a boy to her eye
And she won't fail me
Even when she hates me
Even when she hates me

I get the fallen down
About twice a week
Say I'm all fucked up
(all fucked-up)
I know talk is cheap
But when I close my eyes
And the dawn don't come by
I think to myself
What a disgrace I've become

(Repeat 2nd chorus)

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (4x

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (4x

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (4x

Me and Fast got the gats; we're out to rob a bank.
We got Steve outside carrying a full pack.
Now everything's cool and everything's smooth. (Hey that's smooth)
I walked up to the teller, I gave her the letter
She gave me the loot with puckered up lips
and a wink that I found cute, and I said,
"baby, baby, baby"
(Is this some Kharmic-Chi love thing happening here baby or what.)
By that time Fast tapped me with the 9
he said it was time to blow, ya know. So out the door we go.
Back to the ride with Steve inside and alive; off we drive
I hurt my lower lumbar, you know we'll
never get far, riding around in a stolen
police car, so we dropped it off and
piled in a Caddy; Steve was driving
because I had to talk to my man about something.

- Look, I don't know anything about any fucking set-up, you can torture me all you want.
- Torture you, that's good, that's a good idea, I like that one.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (2x)

I don't give a fuck about the hell's
gate, ain't punkin' the crowd and I'm still
standing up staight.
So, we pull these jobs to make a little money;
no one gets hurt if they don't act funny.
On the way to the yacht, we almost got caught,
fast is shooting mailboxes, not knowing
where the cop is.
They're at the Dunkin Donuts, adjacent from
the Froman's whose mailbox fast had just
exploded. They gave chase, but my man
Steve is an ace; we lost those brothers
with haste. We cast off and along we went
off Bermuda to an island resort we rented.

- Sonny, I need you cool, are you cool?
- I am cool.

Running around robbing banks
all wacked off of Scooby Snacks! (4x

For forty days and for forty nights
I been walkin' down these streets
Tryin' to get it right

But down there lies darkness
Down there lies the past
Down there my conscience
Kinda kicked my ass

You got me runnin' for cover
Runnin' from bein' me
You got me runnin' for cover
For cryin' out loud

I hear them moanin' from distant lands
Have some hookers shut 'em up with some swollen glands
Now beggin's changed, I guess you'll do
Just a hood rat all jacked off and tangled up in blue

There's blood at home, there's blood on my street
How am I to smile in complete defeat?
Well, I'm jumpin' into limbo, tryin' to feel alive
I'm jumpin' into limbo and I like it

You got me runnin' for cover
Runnin' from bein' me
You got me runnin' for cover
For cryin' out loud

Into the quiet dusk I see curvy clouds chokin' up on irony
I give it a pause and I break to the left
But I'm wasted and I can't seem to catch my breath
Here I go, just one more time

Findin' out what's goin' on with the party line
Well, I'm jumpin' into limbo tryin' to feel alive
I'm jumpin' into limbo and I like it

You got me runnin' for cover
Runnin' from bein' me
You got me runnin' for cover
For cryin' out loud

Seems like every day there's another one commin
another one runnin and another one gunnin
from random slums and I ain't down with those bums
Some fun it's gotta be to grab your pee pee
and sing so sweetly to the front row seat
Buts thats the way it be watchin that damn TV
since you free come and spread it up Missouri

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hat and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
See you give em a yard you best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

I get up I get down god willin and able
Bumps to many friends stole some cable
Some time I speak my mind rather plainly but I'm not a dick like Cheney
You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello stick em out
in Arkansas I sure do do well
for commin straight out the ground born fighter F**kin up your Christmas
like I'm scammin a lighter.


Now look at yourself rollin in the blues.
You do it to yourself you do, you do

Run Daddy run
See I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hats and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea you give em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth baby pass it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black trench and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea give 'em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Run daddy run
Run dady run

Seems like every day there's another one commin
another one runnin and another one gunnin
from random slums and I ain't down with those bums
Some fun it's gotta be to grab your pee pee
and sing so sweetly to the front row seat
Buts thats the way it be watchin that damn TV
since you free come and spread it up Missouri

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hat and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
See you give em a yard you best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

I get up I get down god willin and able
Bumps to many friends stole some cable
Some time I speak my mind rather plainly but I'm not a dick like Cheney
You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello stick em out
in Arkansas I sure do do well
for commin straight out the ground born fighter F**kin up your Christmas
like I'm scammin a lighter.


Now look at yourself rollin in the blues.
You do it to yourself you do, you do

Run Daddy run
See I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hats and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea you give em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth baby pass it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black trench and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea give 'em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Run daddy run
Run dady run

Seems like every day there's another one commin
another one runnin and another one gunnin
from random slums and I ain't down with those bums
Some fun it's gotta be to grab your pee pee
and sing so sweetly to the front row seat
Buts thats the way it be watchin that damn TV
since you free come and spread it up Missouri

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hat and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
See you give em a yard you best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever it's the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

I get up I get down god willin and able
Bumps to many friends stole some cable
Some time I speak my mind rather plainly but I'm not a dick like Cheney
You take 10 drug dealers and a Chinese bordello stick em out
in Arkansas I sure do do well
for commin straight out the ground born fighter F**kin up your Christmas
like I'm scammin a lighter.


Now look at yourself rollin in the blues.
You do it to yourself you do, you do

Run Daddy run
See I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black hats and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea you give em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth best be lightin it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Let me see what you got baby open it up
If that's a big bag of money we be divvyin up
If that's a spliff in your mouth baby pass it up
I need a drink cause the bass is spillin my cup

Run Daddy run
Yea I fires them all but they be commin back
Run daddy run
Black trench and black hearts to match
Run daddy run
Yea give 'em a yard best forget the vig
cause this ain't the next whomever i'ts the new kid
Run daddy run
Run dady run

I'm a nicely zooted new car owner, and I'm somewhat convoluted
because I'm living in a coma
I render those useless who pinch off my trim,
Your light they are on but your lights they are dim
I got the bushmill shots, and cops that give me props
I got the Motts, Spike, I got the Motts.
Having fun with my gun, son, its always loaded and the FLC
is raw y'all not candy coated.

Cooling on the block
With my case of Rolling Rock
Thinking up the schemes to get ourselves the knot
cause you know we love to get down and party with the big boys
They asked me to be mayor, and if I had a choice
I love you people and my boys love you too,
So fuck the king of beers this ones for you.
So if grunts from stunts is what you want say, "ow"
the FLC with the mucho grande style

You know you can't boom with a bullshit system and you can't fix
a man when he's broke. You know you can't max if you don't pay
the tax and you can't wax the man if you choke.

You know the funk I drop is wild just like Aretha beltin',
My shit is going fast, so get your second helping,
My brain cells are dying, young women are crying,
but I keep on trying,
Like my man Jack Ryan.
You see my man is in my fae as if he has been drinking
They say that he needs space but I know what he is thinking
We have a common bond the fact we all get lifted
The rocks that hit our head have left us somewhat gifted
Its the Fun Lovin' Criminal out to represent
I know its tough being hard and politically correct
So if grunts from stunts is what you want say, "ow"
the FLC with the mucho grande style

You know you can't boom with a bullshit system and you can't fix
a man when he's broke. You know you can't max if you don't pay
the tax and you can't wax the man if you choke

I'm a nicely zooted new car owner, and I'm somewhat convoluted
because I'm living in a coma
I render those useless who pinch off my trim,
Your light they are on but your lights they are dim
I got the bushmill shots, and cops that give me props
I got the Motts, Spike, I got the Motts.
Having fun with my gun, son, its always loaded and the FLC
is raw y'all not candy coated.

Cooling on the block
With my case of Rolling Rock
Thinking up the schemes to get ourselves the knot
cause you know we love to get down and party with the big boys
They asked me to be mayor, and if I had a choice
I love you people and my boys love you too,
So fuck the king of beers this ones for you.
So if grunts from stunts is what you want say, "ow"
the FLC with the mucho grande style

You know you can't boom with a bullshit system and you can't fix
a man when he's broke. You know you can't max if you don't pay
the tax and you can't wax the man if you choke.

You know the funk I drop is wild just like Aretha beltin',
My shit is going fast, so get your second helping,
My brain cells are dying, young women are crying,
but I keep on trying,
Like my man Jack Ryan.
You see my man is in my fae as if he has been drinking
They say that he needs space but I know what he is thinking
We have a common bond the fact we all get lifted
The rocks that hit our head have left us somewhat gifted
Its the Fun Lovin' Criminal out to represent
I know its tough being hard and politically correct
So if grunts from stunts is what you want say, "ow"
the FLC with the mucho grande style

You know you can't boom with a bullshit system and you can't fix
a man when he's broke. You know you can't max if you don't pay
the tax and you can't wax the man if you choke

Within this box there is a gift
And with this cane I concentrate
And with these shoes I go flying
'Til the demons all wake up and come to grips

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

The water's blue and rushes past me
And through the clouds I will lament
And if I call, I will deliver
Or crack my head on the cement

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

Yeah, I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go

Yeah, let it go now

Now everyone is goin' out, but I'm stayin' in
You see I gotta nurse my lonely heart, with the mini bar gin
It's not that my baby is mad at me, no, for doin' something wrong
It's just that I'm so far, far away from her, and I've been here for
so long

* So won't you please try and understand that we ain't that kind of
band
You choose and you choose, baby and sometimes end up with the mini
bar blues

Now love thy neighbour and the children they flock
The suckers that shwag me baby are suckers that I Glock
See I'm the fire hose, and everybody knows, that I'll knock you down
and kick that ass
So when I go out on the town, straight out of the ground
I ain't lookin' to get on down, it's just one of them things, ask
Steve,
me and the fellas, sipping on some Heinekens,
if you know what I'm trying to express through my music

*Repeat(x2)

I was a fiend (fiend) before I became a teen
I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream
Music orientated so when hip-hop was originated
Fitted like pieces of puzzles, complicated
Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say - Yes y'all!
They tried to take it, and say that I'm too small
Cool, cool 'Cause I don't get upset
I kick a hole in the speaker, pull the plug, then I jet
Back to the lab without a mic to grab
So then I add all the rhymes I had
One after the other one, then I make another one
To dis the opposite then ask if the brother's done
I get a craving like a fiend for nicotine
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought of
Cuz it's sort of an addiction,
Magnetized by the mixing
Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in
The mic is a drano, volcanoes erupting,
Rhymes overflowing, gradually growing
Everything is written in the cold, so we can coincide,
my thoughts to guide
48 tracks to slide
The invincible, microphone fiend
Rakim
Spread the word 'cause he's in
E-F-F-E-C-T
A smooth operator operating correctly
But back to the problem
I gotta habit
I ain't a solving it, silly rabbit
The prescription is a hypertone that's thorough when
A fiend for a microphone like heroin
Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix
So gimme a stage and a mic and a mix
And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of unawareness
Beware, it's the reanamator
A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon
An assassinator, if the people ain't stepping
You see a part of me that you never seen
When I'm fiending for a microphone,
I'm the microphone fiend
After 12,
I'm worse than a Gremlin
Feed me Hip-hop and I start trembling
It's the thrill of suspense that's intense, you're horrified
But this ain't the cinemas of "Tales From the Darkside"(darkside)
By any means necessary, this is what had to be done
Make way 'cause here I come
Fisty cuts material, material
Call imperial, call imperial

It's a must that I bust any mic you hand to me,
It's inherited, it's runs in the family
See I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's back,
If that don't slow 'em up,
I carry a full pack.
Now I don't want to have to let off, you should of kept off
You didn't keep the stage warm, so step off
Ladies and Gentleman
You're about to see
A past time hobby about to be,
Take it to the maximum,
I can't relax see,
I'm hype as a hypochondriac 'cause the rap be one
Hell of a antidote, something you can't smoke
More than dope, you're trying to move away but you can't, you're broke
More than cracked up, you should have backed up
For those who act up need to be more than smacked up
Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber
One on one and I'm the remainder (remainder)
So close your eyes and hold your breath,
And I'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death (death)
Before you go, you'll remember you seen
The fiend from a microphone,
I'm the microphone fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend
The microphone fiend, fiend, fiend, fiend .
The microphone fiend, fiend, fiend
I'm a mic, I'm a mic, I'm a microphone fiend, fiend, fiend
I'm a mic, I'm a mic, I'm a microphone fiend, fiend, fiend

It was late one night up in Washingtgn heights i was on my own. And that wasn't too bright the stage was set and i came collecting. Pickin up a debt not worth mentioning. I used to love a girl from just this block. We used to rock to salsa and salsa to rock.
You know row shit goes. Time ticks and tocks If you asked me if i love her. I'd have to say lots Backto the story. I was out on the stoop with a man in a headlock. Gettin my loot. I thought i heard my name and i quickly turned around, my heart just froze and i couldn't make a sound in just one moment my whole vibe changed, it was the love of my life and she really looked the same and when i say the same i really mean better, and when i say better, I mean you'd never forget her
Mi corazon
When our met. I knew how much 'd hurt her i traded money for love and went even further I started drinkin' a lot and abusing myself she loved me but left me couldn't do nothing else.
Three years has passed I always think about her. Never loved nobody else. Probably never will.
I asked her about her life tried to turn the page. She laughed in my face said act your age. I said this ain't no rap I care about you. She said
she liked the lyrics but they wouldn't do She said she loves me but it kills her alright?
She found another man gonna become his wife. I said that's crazy you're foolin' yourself. He aint better than you she said turned around and left. Family never founded. She's just walkin' away I'll be here when you need me. My hearts that way...
Mi corazon
Usted es mi vida. Soy yo mi amor...
Mi corazon
Mi corazon

In methadonia, they weeble and they wobble
but they don't fall down
You see, the fed has got their back
and they say it's better than crack, plus
it keeps them mellow and passive. . .

And takes them to the land of Methadonia.

There are three around my way, all day I
see them stray, up the block and down the
stairs, comin' in groups and leaving in pairs
like suckers. With their weeks supply
I and I see them selling the elixir of life

And takes them to the land of Methadonia.

I see you hangin' on my stoop, you better
swoop before I do, some jammies in your eye
because the place in which you're sent
by your liquid orange friend has kept you
from it for so long

And takes them to the land of Methadonia

In methadonia, they weeble and they wobble
but they don't fall down
You see, the fed has got their back
and they say it's better than crack, plus
it keeps them mellow and passive. . .

And takes them to the land of Methadonia.

There are three around my way, all day I
see them stray, up the block and down the
stairs, comin' in groups and leaving in pairs
like suckers. With their weeks supply
I and I see them selling the elixir of life

And takes them to the land of Methadonia.

I see you hangin' on my stoop, you better
swoop before I do, some jammies in your eye
because the place in which you're sent
by your liquid orange friend has kept you
from it for so long

And takes them to the land of Methadonia

* Barry White, saved my life
And if Barry White, saved your life
Or got you back with your ex-wife
Sing Barry White, Barry White, it's alright.

Now I was watching Banachek
My mind's eye
right back when i was a seed
and learning 'bout life
At night they came together and gave me sight
He said it's better doing this, than sucking on a pipe
Now when she came over, she brought the discus
On and on, she promised to kick this
EWF, stole my breath
When he finished, there was nothing left

*Repeat

Over and over, 'til it's ready
Sing about it low and fat like J. P. Ghetti
We make it happen, ass slappin'
Sitting on the point to where you never catch us nappin'
CO efino, he got the money grips
No parking for Saturday night and the pips
The pips know the hymns, they singing along
Like knowing the verbs is gonna keep you from the twilight
Ummmmm Do a little like that

Barry White, Barry White, You know it's alright

*Repeat(x2)

[fade out]

Chorus:
Barry White, saved my life
And if Barry White, saved your life
Or got you back with your ex-wife
Sing Barry White, Barry White, it's alright.


Now I was watching Banachek
My mind's eye
right back when i was a seed
and learning 'bout life
At night they came together and gave me sight
He said it's better doing this, than sucking on a pipe
Now when she came over, she brought the discus
On and on, she promised to kick this
EWF, stole my breath
When he finished, there was nothing left


Chorus.


Over and over, 'til it's ready
Sing about it low and fat like J. P. Ghetti
We make it happen, ass slappin'
Sitting on the point to where you never catch us nappin'
CO efino, he got the money grips
No parking for Saturday night and the pips
The pips know the hymns, they singing along
Like knowing the verbs is gonna keep you from the twilight
Ummmmm Do a little like that


Barry White, Barry White, You know it's alright


Chorus (2x)


[fade out]

Well, my heart breaks every time I see her
And my heart breaks every time I turn around
(Woo hoo hoo)
And my heart breaks every time I hear her name
And my heart breaks down again, it's a crying shame

And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all
And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all

Well my heart takes more or less the same as you
But you got your high class friends to get you through
(Woo hoo hoo)
Now pitter patter pitter patter, what's the matter? You got the baby too
Well, you're all caught up in the lies that got thrown at you

And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all
And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all

My earth moves every time I feel it
My earth moves with every song I'm singing
(Woo hoo hoo)
And the ground shakes 'cause I'll never be the same
And my heart breaks down again 'cause I'm to blame

And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all
And it feels like I lost it all, yeah it feels like I lost it all

I see her out (shit)
All over town
But I get no play
My man says you gotta be crazy

I talk of things
That might be to her
And a voice that makes
A pulse rush
Yeah I can tell

Wepa loco

Haremo?si
Nena, haremo?si

I watch her dance man
You know you gotta be crazy

Wepa loco
Man you gotta be crazy
Wepa loco

Her novio* might rollover yo
So I gotta go slow
Yeah I can tell, I can tell
He had a love, but he had to leave it
I know of love man
And you just can't beat it

Wepa loco

Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love
So why the face girl?
Why the face girl?

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco

(Yo there she comes man)
You gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Yeah, you gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Like she owns it (yeah)
With a boom, boom
And a boom, boom
Just like she owns the motherfucker

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco

I can tell (I can tell) [FADE]

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
[FADE]

I see her out (shit)
All over town
But I get no play
My man says you gotta be crazy

I talk of things
That might be to her
And a voice that makes
A pulse rush
Yeah I can tell

Wepa loco

Haremo?si
Nena, haremo?si

I watch her dance man
You know you gotta be crazy

Wepa loco
Man you gotta be crazy
Wepa loco

Her novio* might rollover yo
So I gotta go slow
Yeah I can tell, I can tell
He had a love, but he had to leave it
I know of love man
And you just can't beat it

Wepa loco

Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love
So why the face girl?
Why the face girl?

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco

(Yo there she comes man)
You gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Yeah, you gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Like she owns it (yeah)
With a boom, boom
And a boom, boom
Just like she owns the motherfucker

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco

I can tell (I can tell) [FADE]

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
[FADE]

I see her out (shit)
All over town
But I get no play
My man says you gotta be crazy

I talk of things
That might be to her
And a voice that makes
A pulse rush
Yeah I can tell

Wepa loco

Haremo?si
Nena, haremo?si

I watch her dance man
You know you gotta be crazy

Wepa loco
Man you gotta be crazy
Wepa loco

Her novio* might rollover yo
So I gotta go slow
Yeah I can tell, I can tell
He had a love, but he had to leave it
I know of love man
And you just can't beat it

Wepa loco

Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love
So why the face girl?
Why the face girl?

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco

(Yo there she comes man)
You gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Yeah, you gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Like she owns it (yeah)
With a boom, boom
And a boom, boom
Just like she owns the motherfucker

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco

I can tell (I can tell) [FADE]

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
[FADE]

I see her out (shit)
All over town
But I get no play
My man says you gotta be crazy

I talk of things
That might be to her
And a voice that makes
A pulse rush
Yeah I can tell

Wepa loco

Haremo?si
Nena, haremo?si

I watch her dance man
You know you gotta be crazy

Wepa loco
Man you gotta be crazy
Wepa loco

Her novio* might rollover yo
So I gotta go slow
Yeah I can tell, I can tell
He had a love, but he had to leave it
I know of love man
And you just can't beat it

Wepa loco

Now I just know baby, I'm not bad to love
So why the face girl?
Why the face girl?

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco

(Yo there she comes man)
You gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Yeah, you gotta watch her walk
Down that street
Like she owns it (yeah)
With a boom, boom
And a boom, boom
Just like she owns the motherfucker

Wepa loco
You gotta be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco
You got to be crazy
Wepa loco

I can tell (I can tell) [FADE]

Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
Porque tu?ere loco
Oye?te sta loco
Porque tu?ta loco
[FADE]

The summer is hot, but the nights are cool.
The bipolar slugger is comin' out in you.
You're belly is tight, from not enough love.
And you're having serious doubts about the
man above.

Well I'm not beggin', sure not pretendin',
I'm makin' moves that you don't even know
about. Be condescendin', no happy endin',
its mind bendin' that you don't even know about...

Livin' on the streets, sayin' I'll live large
tomorrow. Its just a life you can't believe,
its just a life you cannot borrow.

Four and a half years an a gallon of scum,
how many times you dream that you were

the one now you're sittin' on the curb,
starin' dead in the lights, it's hard to
struggle when there's nothin' to fight

Well, I'm not beggin', sure not pretendin',
I'm makin' moves, money, you don't even
know about. Be condescendin', no happy
endin', its mind bendin' that you don't even
know about.

Livin' on the streets, sayin' I'll live large
tomorrow. Its just a life you can't believe,
its just a life you cannot borrow.

I fell from my rope
My vision is cloudy
The outlook is lousy
I hope I find the strength to go on

I fall to my knees
To look for an answer
Find out what the chances are
That I'll make it on home

I think of how it all went wrong
Down that shitty part of town
It keeps me up all night long
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on

I'll go to my grave
Knowing that you loved me
And the cards life had dealt me
Weren't so bad after all

Well, I have been wronged
And Lord, I've been deceived
But the love I gave to you
Was twice received

I think of how it all went wrong
Down that shitty part of town
It keeps me up all night long
But despite my little song
Life keeps going on
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on

Come on now

I think of how it all went down
In that shitty part of town
It keeps me up all night long
And despite my little song
Life keeps going on
Then despite my little song
Life keeps going on

And despite my little song
Life keeps going on

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples, many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back, and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use

* Korean Bodega, it's in my favor (2x)

See him hangin' on the street with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope

*Repeat to fade out

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples,
many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back,
and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor
See him hangin' on the street
with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers
but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me
doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples,
many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back,
and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor
See him hangin' on the street
with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers
but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me
doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

He got the pizza and brew, sensational
20,000 out on the street and accidental
Here's to the one, the one around my way
Giving love to the peoples,
many hours, many days
See he is both the hero and the pragmatist
Doing push-ups in the back,
and waving his fists
The kids from the school, call it subterfuge
Scars on his limbs is about to use
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor
See him hangin' on the street
with the ill shopkeeper
Breakin' down a broken parking meter
Sprite on ice, fruit loops
And Jesse James gotta lot of customers
but don't know their names
Downtown like Pittstreet they run outta hope
They far from ligit sellin' heroin and coke
He says you catch me
doin' that you hangin' out on a rope
I gotta Korean Bodega, my shit is dope
Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Korean Bodega, it's in my favor

Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster;
The wanna be dapper Don, Don John on
the wall, I'm your biggest fan
next to my little brother Paul.
Losing his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
if you talk to his brother he says they
always planned this trip
he wasn't oky-dokie running around like
Don Quixote, trying to free a man he
didn't even know B.
He had the roots he bought the suits
but the boys didn't like him mto tell you the truth
he had "J.G." on his pinky ring and he
lied about doin' some time up in sing-sing
he flipped one fine summer afternoon
he told his brother Paulie, something had to be done soon.
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de Ville to Illinois.

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York"

He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
two sticks of dynamite and a .38 Snub
he tried to see the Don, without an invitation
stood outside the gate with his three man demonstartion
waving picket signs, the C.O. saw a nine;
and only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind.
Back in the borough the cops are acting
thorough; they raided Franky's room
and then they saw his bureau; upon it was a note,
with a rhyme that was dope, about
how he was breaking John out and how he couldn't cope.
It sait, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach,
The King of New York".

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York

Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster;
The wanna be dapper Don, Don John on
the wall, I'm your biggest fan
next to my little brother Paul.
Losing his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
if you talk to his brother he says they
always planned this trip
he wasn't oky-dokie running around like
Don Quixote, trying to free a man he
didn't even know B.
He had the roots he bought the suits
but the boys didn't like him mto tell you the truth
he had "J.G." on his pinky ring and he
lied about doin' some time up in sing-sing
he flipped one fine summer afternoon
he told his brother Paulie, something had to be done soon.
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de Ville to Illinois.

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York"

He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
two sticks of dynamite and a .38 Snub
he tried to see the Don, without an invitation
stood outside the gate with his three man demonstartion
waving picket signs, the C.O. saw a nine;
and only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind.
Back in the borough the cops are acting
thorough; they raided Franky's room
and then they saw his bureau; upon it was a note,
with a rhyme that was dope, about
how he was breaking John out and how he couldn't cope.
It sait, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach,
The King of New York".

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York

Franky was a mook from the block we used to live on
The wanna be gangster;
The wanna be dapper Don, Don John on
the wall, I'm your biggest fan
next to my little brother Paul.
Losing his grip, like Pesci, he'd flip
if you talk to his brother he says they
always planned this trip
he wasn't oky-dokie running around like
Don Quixote, trying to free a man he
didn't even know B.
He had the roots he bought the suits
but the boys didn't like him mto tell you the truth
he had "J.G." on his pinky ring and he
lied about doin' some time up in sing-sing
he flipped one fine summer afternoon
he told his brother Paulie, something had to be done soon.
He took Paulie and a couple of boys and jacked the
Coup de Ville to Illinois.

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York"

He got a clipper from a stripper, he met at a club
two sticks of dynamite and a .38 Snub
he tried to see the Don, without an invitation
stood outside the gate with his three man demonstartion
waving picket signs, the C.O. saw a nine;
and only Paulie go away with the skin on his behind.
Back in the borough the cops are acting
thorough; they raided Franky's room
and then they saw his bureau; upon it was a note,
with a rhyme that was dope, about
how he was breaking John out and how he couldn't cope.
It sait, "I don't fly coach, never save the roach,
The King of New York".

La-di da-di, free John Gotti, "The King of New York