used to be girl's best friend Enslaving Black children with them third world gems I don't care about your rims, kids ride Big Wheels Up until they learn balance
[Abilities] To everyone out there... [Eyedea] Speaking of out there SPEAKING of out there Where's he from? He's from some other planet, I heard
your life right Cause there's too much goin in the world, and shit ain't quite right See you're just addin to the problem Young gun, high-strung, ready
a hearse. believe the lies that you tell yourself (and it'll never get worse) you tell me that my problem is thinking but i can chase it away with a problem
tools I'd never consider movin' out When it comes to the coast I'm dwellin' on Hell, if I ever switch up the weather To fit what these other fellas
it like this, check it out I know some brothers with the skills to rock right Problem is they don't be getting no spotlight They got potential as good as any others
problem with drugs is that theyre too fucking good now the problem with logic is theres too many loopholes and the problem with truth is that it's usually brutal the problem
care cause, I'm so funny [Verse 4] The streets will teach you I love for The Bay nigga, Skee my people The problem is, you think lyrically my equal But that don't balance
I am. I aint sayin the same man, life about evolving. Many other dudes havent grown, they're just disolvin. Such a mis fortune, triggers such a problem
a continuum between sounds and noises Completely new problems have come up for When we compose or play intuitively Because we have no training Whatsoever in balancing
guy now, I ain't never gave a fuck, why should I now Like the World's interrupting my song with an interlude Can't you try and see I'm trying to balance
crystallize, it has to have both elements, right? And you have to keep it in balance, or it will, it will, one of them will destroy the other .... I
mrs. murray look at what my talent did And what yo business is It's been a couple years Guess it's not about who you know, it's just how you balance
Now y'all see the God on TV you like WHOA! Doin' my dance wit' PD like WHOA! Now I got the house and my whip it's like WHOA! Jewels, every other ice clear
the tools. [Eligh] I?d never consider moving out When it comes to the coast I?m dwelling on Hell if I ever switch up the weather To fit what these other
this? It used to be a friendship Then this Decepticon +Transformed+ into a Benedict I can't think of no other reason other than the fact that you was
define a continuum between sounds and noises completely new problems have come up when we compose or play intuitively because we have no training whatsoever in balancing