big red sign to stop me No traffic jam delay See I was driving over the moon (Ohh I) In my big hot air balloon (Ohhh I) Floating high into the darkness
ours Caught in ghetto tragedy I talk to my aunt named Mattie Lee And recognize the importance of family Hand me a joint, good music and room to breathe
gave to her She had eyes bright enough To burn me they reminded me of yours And in a story told she was a little girl In a red-rouge, sun-bruised field
father gave to her. She had eyes bright enough to burn me. They reminded me of yours. In a story told she was a little girl in a red-rouge, sun-bruised
lead, light comes down the spotlight is on me, rollin gimme the beat and im rolling, (yeah) Can't hold me down, can't hold me back, me have fi burn every
in town You got to relax, we got to kick back Brothers, just sit back, enjoy me like a six pack As I let the rhyme flow, into the hook, yo Where you
' to drown a shark Ain't gon' do nothin' but piss me off, lid to the can of whip ass Just twist me off, see me leap out, pull a piece out Fuck shootin
the Saint Well, that blaze-and-noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into
a bleamish do keep it banging like red and blue the instrumental through killing shit, you aint got a chance you and your man is through inspiration, ran into
at Ground Zero Red, black, yellow, white and brown heroes It's more complicated than black and white To give your own life is the greatest sacrifice But it's hard for me
into the new millenium, we can't forget our elders [Talib Kweli] I got off the 2 train in Brooklyn on my way to a session Said let me help this woman
as I'm reflecting Throwing punches fast hard as I can but not connecting Them protected by a force field locked in an engagement Until I see the color red when pounding heads into
breath The only three certain things in this life and death Corrosive breath, fermented tissue acid test You trying to tell me entertaining is a time
flame catapults The odds are against me (against all odds) The odds are against me (against all odds) The odds are against me (against all odds)
co-host Monty Hall expo, intellect you red pro Son triflin' fuck, wildflower on the cyclin' Pick up the brew thought I was Michael an' Mics are writin' pool, now, I'm into
[Intro: Ghostface Killah] Holy Jesus, I gotta drop all these toys off Mrs. Claus, Mrs. Claus, bring me my robe & my slippers I gotta go! [Ghostface Killah
call me steels, 'cause it's hard to bend me C-Cypher Pigs can't apprehend me In a no smokin' zone, I smoke bones of hash Niggas see me, then I disappear
me about the Oracle of Ammon He gave me no clue, where it is Men feared time, yet time feared the pyramids He gave me more jewels, he told me that Amenhotep