solo"? Song, scream same old thing whats with this solo"? I started to sing, you want me to scream, down below theres a ring, now Ive destroyed the scene
bottles poppin' It's the real hip hop mami check the facts I'm sick of all you acts with your bubble gum raps Like the sand in the hour glass you out
before Everything's all right, I'll just say goodnight And I'll show myself to the door Hey, I didn't mean to cause a big scene Just give me an hour
up (What Up Big!) They say I'm too sick for the new school I can't attend classes, so I just build up the masses Red Monkey jeans, Belushi glasses Me
and them bitches on that gin Man hit that sweet one time for Smoke-D locked down in that pen I'm blowin out the window, you know I'm rollin glass I'm
(...the skill of Shaolin) RZA: Yes the good life, you know *clinks glass* GZA: What the fuck is that, hell's angels? *Ol Dirty singing in the background
for Ree-Run and none for you Dee ate all the apples too Oh that necklace will keep you sane In your twinkie-less hour It wont forsake. Raj's glasses
the pros and the cons of Zen And he spoke and-a said for a piece of cake He really did have a yen Bobby Dylan, he said the Mad Hatter A broken hour glass
whippets for hours 'Cuz I realize I'm less popular than what's happening now was There are women in pits in my basement My trophy Morgana's tits in a glass
two, I'm into that Damn right, she the star of my team When we stepped on the strip, baby girl, we the heart of the scene Whether Brooklyn, Bronx, Manhattan
slab Players chunking up the deuce when I hit the ave. Drank pouring, A.C. blowing Sun shining bright, but my screens still showing Bumper unlocking, yellow hoes bopping Two miles an hour
've got to see the show, it's rock and roll .... Soon the gypsy queen in a glaze of vaseline Will perform on guillotine What a scene! what a scene! Next
the year 2002. climbin' like a mountain boo, I be countin' loot, in the land where dope fiends play the glass flutes. Off in the night, at the scene stackin
it twisted, we got some more in case you missed it, Straight from the Buh-ay, where them niggas keep it playeristic, Now every hour, a coward is devoured
cars Than they do they relationship Let's ride Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you Two miles an hour, so everybody sees you Two miles an hour,
killah hills intro features rza, ol dirty bastard, and "grey ghost"] (...the skill of shaolin) Rza: yes the good life, you know *clinks glass
in two hour drives Now where?s your love? Where?s your heart? And where's your destination? Dreaming in two hour drives I cruise into my scene This
I was listening. Nosie brings so many things... MAKE my tingling skin freeze. Turn me on, make me laugh, shoot the can, shut the door, pour your glass, rape scene
