[MC-Ren:] "Yo Dre, how much time we got left on ths tape?" [Dre:] "About a couple of minutes." [MC-Ren:] "Well let me bust a freestyle then." [Dre:] "
They come from the wrong side of the track Born a breed apart Can't tie em up, can't pin 'em down Always clinging to some old star They chase that restless
It wasn't the rain that washed away Rinsed out the colors of your eyes Putting the gun down on the bedside table I must have realized It wasn't the rain
Dawn awaits a sleepless, English town Of colored gray Here I roam the streets without you As summer fades away Down in the city at nights The cold wind
Maybe you were joking When you said that you were walking out on me Maybe, maybe Maybe I was joking When I said that I was running out on you Maybe,
The soft rains of April are over The soft rains of April are over, over Anybody home now I am on the phone now, please The soft rains of April are over
Was that somebody screaming it wasn't me for sure I lift my head up from uneasy pillows, put my feet on the floor Cut my wrist on a bad thought and head
One left low, left two who left high They seem so hard to find Three came twice, took once the time to search We're looking for a little bewildered girl
He came from where the winds are cold Truth is seen through keyholes Strange longings never sleep Now he's come where no hearts beat Time to worry Cry
Your face looked new against the town You've come to lose some memories Like you I came to touch new grounds But you want to lose the weight of the wind
We sit and watch umbrellas fly I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry I hear myself say "My boat's leaving now" So we shake hands and cry Now I must wave
You say the world's an eventful place You give me news I don't want to know You say that I should care That I should speak my mind Oh, but how can I
The infamous all around, and you know we get down So everybody hit the ground, before you hear the loud sound Thug muzik, thug muzik The infamous all
spending the day on the roof of the shed telling myself i'd be better off dead hung on the line no sense of time stuck in the crack of dawn breaking your
I've been in this town so long that back in the city I've been taken for lost and gone And unknown for a long, long time Fell in love years ago With
I turned the volume up this morning Till there was ringing in my ears I haven't felt this good in years Another villain on the cover Of every major magazine
'that's what the fuck I'm talkin' about That real shit nigga' Living room packed, laid back on the flow Niggaz can't see me on the madden with frisco
[verse 1] Darkside is were I'm commin' from all alone, Strangeling niggaz is fakin' on the microphone, 'cause I've bin around and I'm a be around again