've gotta roll, roll away Maybe I'll return to this island some day Roll, roll away Maybe I'll return to this island some day I've gotta roll, roll away
let the light shine in It'll all come around Soon as you figure it out It'll all come around So figure it out Take a chance and never let it slip away
then it's mandatory Da judge aint nothin' but the devil, him and the jury I seen a nigga die in front of me, eyes rolled back They threw da choppa, police
stood up and walked away The day that you oh, come back to me Come on back to me You oh, come back to me, come on back to me You oh, come back to me
you seen, we still smokin' the green Represent for all the people still a part of the scheme Playa haters, imitators wanna roll with the team But they fade away, hate away
And the screen door slams, Mary's dress sways Like a vision she dances, across the porch As the radio plays, Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that
devils The abstracts, right and exact, knapsack's on the back Rip poetical flows upon the track My thoughts escape onto a tape, you'll play it back and
walk away, I should walk away, I should walk away, I can barely breath. I should walk away, I should walk away, I should walk away. Hmmm .. Walk away, Walk away
the car nigga! [t] give me your jew-els, fool! [m] what, what do you want from us? [t] you and your bitch, nigga! {*car door slams*} [t] get out here
he clever but he rolled up Fronting on the God yo Acting like that cheese ain't right Aight that night dunn rolled on the mic Jumping out the Lex door
of some Def Jam tunes As I waited for this freak to ring my bell at noon 12 o'clock came, left the door crack The freak walked in a mink on her back
Crawl out back, get into that old truck And slam that pedal?? Keep the dog down?? We gotta head south, gotta get outta town?? And slam that pedal to
results will come in time No time to smell the roses, let alone slow dance Too many bad memories of forgotten romance She walked out slammed the door
be now, nervousness has his head swinging side-to-side Checks the door, he's see his man up in the ride He's rolling outside, first looking all around
half an hour My mind trips i loose grip and sinkin' in My eyes roll and takes control and it begins Look in the mirror my relection slowing fades away A monster staring back
, Da Grandpa Wife And Niggas Mad? [f--k] Da Judge Aint Nothin' But The Devil Him And The Jury I Seen A n--a Die In Front Of Me Eyes Rolled Back They Threw
( Bruce Springsteen cover ) The screen door slams Mary's dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing
