call from the dispatcher Then show them mother f'ers what I'm after Yo I back slap a wack mc for trying to be Something he not, pull his card, blow
a shot Gangsta, so called killin', cap peelin' Playalistic, I mean is all that shit realistic Play your cards God, black keep your hand held tight Night fall might call
Calling cards of madness Pull the brass men from their knees To petrify more images to dangle Just outside the reach Of the stunted and the dreamless
(feat. Call O' Da Wild) (Intro) What's up we gonna go down the line baby Brand new one from the Call O Da Wild Give big shouts to money makin Manhattan
be a blessing, and your explicit intoxicated buddha session, to stop stressin me with the madness, puttin niggaz on my had list No sadness is felt, you shuffled and your cards
by bullies and egotists. We can try to fill those spaces with the strength of our love. Gandhi called it Ahimsa. The Greenham Wowan call it the 'Politics
Calling cards of madness Pull the brass men from their knees To petrify more images To dangle just outside the reach Of the stunted and the dreamless
I lost my heart in a moment of madness Took a chance on romance with you But you roll your dice as cold as ice Lady luck's got nothing on you It's too
Verse 2:] Now some of these new rappers got they caps flipped backwards Wit' the fingers intertwined in some gang sign madness I got an exam to see
called killin, cap peelin Playalistic, I mean is all that shit realistic Play your cards God, black keep your hand held tight Night fall might call your
the day will end for some As the night begins for one Staring through the message in his eyes Lies a solitary son From the mountain called Freecloud
dare to tread Truth will out, see to where our hopeless way has lead [V. The Last Card] Can you tell me why? We didn't hear the call The bigger we are
: (feat. Call O' Da Wild) (Intro) What's up we gonna go down the line baby Brand new one from the Call O Da Wild Give big shouts to money makin Manhattan