rarified air where only few can live thoughts in my brain like that train in the fugitive I pledge allegiance to the soul of the game stepped away as Fresh Prince
not to illing the prince Of peace, lord We don't war on them, we don't war on myself, we don't war On many disease and not to illing the prince of peace
her eyes She dances on her knees, pirate prince at her side Stirrin' into a hollow idols eyes Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your
myself, "Where are you, Golden Boy Where's your famous golden touch?" I thought you knew where All of the elephants lie down I thought you were the crown prince
's a year I know it ain't much but at least I'm in touch, yeah With reality I wouldn't trade no places to be in rat races No siree ! I keep it comin',
know about them dem country boys Comin' down in candy toys, playin' hard, talkin' noise? Look, they call me Wayne, that is our chaperon So far ahead of the race
telephone That's why I'm off the hook, and I'm on stage with Moka Only In style city, makin people smile pretty Or else I'm at the race track with Prince
without guns and the NME Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC? Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings? Pounds and pence and Princes
and the NME. Should I watch the BBC or should I watch the BBC? Look at these crazy coins, is this Lord of the Rings? Pounds and pence and Princes and
Um. We're the peace like Islam I make your eyes rise like yeast Surprise, I feel no fear when facing y'all Betcha lyrics jump off the track like racing
The Old Ones are inside the earth and under the sea in a state 'twixt sleep and death. Cosmic races homely alienage England's ungreen, unpleasant bland
the line when I'm out on the street Put my Teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I don't **** with these clown *****s In a race
waiting to kiss them Smiling and waiting to bend down and kiss twice The softest lips And a dark little room across the nation, you found myself racing
a Nickelback The track I'm rippin' ain't really that hard See Jesus gives destiny to every child of God I'm battle scarred kind of raw but what did you, you think? No matter race
had to get the Youngstas on em' man [Lil' Uno] Its the Pack man, Young L, Wezzy B, Young Stunna and me Lil' Uno aka the prince man, Got my man Traxamillion
cha That freak shanked you six times in your sleep I wish you was here, cause your philosophy was mad deep Yeah... this is in memory of Keith 'cowboy', scott larock Prince
, all of a sudden you don't know Or can't remember, can't recall, can't bring to mind That rhyme that place do not chase I run a marathon a race of rhymes