look out, So here me comes! Quick to beat you down, Like the RZA on the drums! Change my name like Prince, punks be tremblin'. My name ain't Shaq
train Come ride, ride on the orphan train Put your ear to the track, you can hear your name Come ride, ride on the orphan train It'll take you all the
The stranger comes to town He is greeted like a prince Society declares him wise and funny Celebrities are only decorations in this place What really
the weekend everyday From sun-up to sun-down in the hood we play Our block party's jammin off the chain We're lined up dancin' like we're on soul train
, every move made is destined Black professors, let's take it back to the essence Another version of the Goldie, mack, pimp servin' Convince the urban, project, ghetto prince
move made is destined Black professors, let's take it back to the essence Another version, of the Goldie, mack, pimp servin' Convince the urban, project, ghetto prince
Down and dirty he's an old tramp He poses like a dead man The night train passes by Money's not the answer for princes and dancers He's standing under
so look out, So here me comes! Quick to beat you down, Like the RZA on the drums! Change my name like Prince, punks be tremblin'. My name ain't Shaq
be known That hunger will stronger [?] fences break down 'Twas then from theirselves the black gentry stepped out With bludgeons determined to stir up a rout The prince
mean governess of the huge pink maps, the solitary mourner of a prince. Queen Victoria, I am cold and rainy, I am dirty as a glass roof in a train station
year older with reason Clean thoughts and drawers Rhyme flow never stalls The yes, yes, yes, y?alls Will end this season The soul reached high plains We didn?t reach soul train
me coolin, bite your lip and respect Between me and you sonny, straight up, I'm like death I cooled on the run tour, with flavor and chuck Jazzy jeff and the fresh prince
's wandrin' aroun' Wit' de nakkin on? Big ol' lips like a duck, While we's singin' dis song, (evil prince, people, he cain't do nothin'!) Thing-fish
: Do de pope shit in de woods? Harry: Now, just hold on there, buddy! let's be serious! the toilet training of exalted religious personalities is not
, J'ai des ardoises de reveries et le sens de l'ironie, Je me laisse aller a la tendresse, J'oublie ma chambre au fond de la cour, Le train de banlieu
's the girl they pin-up in the barracks She's the girl they pin-up on the wall In a plane or on a train She's a prince she's a pal She was there when
were toasting Balsac said, "Did you feel something?" The lord was not boasting The enemy is vast, steel carpets the terrain Still they are forming, armored and trained
train Come ride, ride on the orphan train Put your ear to the track You can hear your name Come ride, ride on the orphan train It'll take you all the