mack but I'm downer than he is And that police chief named Willie Can take his motherfucking ass back to Philly Dropped a bomb on a crew named move
factory constantly creating Material stitch by stitch for decoration Lyrics are fabrics, beat is the lining My passion in rhyming is fashion designing Now it gets odd
harem girls, a chicken-eating geek, a fortune teller, a bearded lady, a fakir with a snake girl, a reptile man, the odd 6th exhibit, Dolly Dimples,
ae eerie glow, disruped by patrol cars. JOE's body floats, face down, in the pool. The entrance hall of the house is crowded with REPORTERS, POLICE, NEWSREEL CREWS
, you're so crazy" [Cappadonna] Cappa slide thru with the Ghost Post up like paint on walls Drip jew-els, big heat ruffle inside the bubble-goose It's the odd
whatever One time for your mind, one time Aiyyo Nas Whattup Paul? Kick that fuckin' rhyme Check it out When I'm chillin', I grab the Buddha, get my crew
Listen, here's some further noise Yes, mohican tunes - sharp as razors We ain't gonna rest until we bite the dust The crew from '82, they mourn the good
-kicking holiday Word, I rolls with the Funklord With more flavors than them motherfuckers on them Benetton billboards He's bleeding get the gauze He shoulda knew Def Squad crew
like my name Starting around the tombs of marble Untouched carry the crew of ages An unwed coffin attracts me Inside the fear an odd wonder Strange prompting
run, getting those papers Or from catching the vapours No chance for miss chances or mistakers But you hun you get new ones Checkin' out the way you and your crew
and bread on my shelf Now, everyday I see my momma strugglin' But now it's time I got to do somethin' I look for work, I get dissed like a jerk I do odd
up the work you can't make up Stains so strong Bounty couldn't take up, so wake up Imagine over 100 dinosaurs attacking you That's my crew, straight from
Know the bitch 'fore you caught yourself lovin' it Nigga with a Benz fuckin it Doesn't it seem odd to you Big come through with mobs and crews Goodfellas
recorded through a CB You see when I bought the TV I spent the money for the microphone and the home recorders too And the phone that you need for your crew (crew
'em In and out of lanes like a New York cab I'm Mr. Ol' King, that New York cab Who's this fake nigga, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew
best kept secret Hook: we all evolve from the city of gods,we all evolve from the city of gods we all evolve from the city of gods, stuffin odd just
so crazy!" .. "There's no love to be found" [Cappadonna] Cappa' slide through with the Ghost Post up like paint on walls Drip jewels, big heat ruffle inside the bubblegoose It's the Odd