Circles within circles We ride through them all Circles within circles "In the midst of the Southern regions..." There a man rests and weeps This year
If I am alive this time next year Will I have arrived in time to share? Mine is about as good this far I'm still applied to what you are And I am joining
Revolution just evolution Bless our sisters, fathers, mothers, brothers Who press us ahead of schools (Steve Bikos, Steve Bikos) Taught us right been
trouble, I just get down to The Super Bowl Shuffle. Steve Fuller They say Jimbo is our man. If Jimmy can't do it, I sure can. This is Steve, and
a pimp Ha, you know I get it, gucci new fitteds Deputy Diggum Dan, give em the business Ha, dont fake the funk you know we get it girl KC they know the camped
that would Die for his daughter, just to let her breathe And I'd definitely die for Jesus, 'cause he died for me Give my eyes to Stevie Wonder, just to
your front tooth And I work all day like the phone booth Sometimes shit get to thick for me to come through And I just needa relax and some shampoo Spitta, Dizzy and Mack they with the camp
to make you see That our love is slowly dying Although your phone you ignore Somehow I must explain I'm gonna rap on your door Tap on your window pane I'm gonna camp
like Everett (oh) I does my own stunts, like the Jackie Chan movie Mismatch, belt Prada but the pants Louie If you ain't fair to me, then your whole camp
It Sure Was Better Back Then a?? Steve Forbert Live version a?? Folk Live from Mountain Stage (guitar Intro) Working on the Georgia Line the live long
to heaven Yo with the gun to his head; yo he was already dead Sunday mornin in court, the judge got wyclef confessin "yo, I murdered steve austin
"lock shit down"- raekwon Verse 1: Six million is what it cost them To put back together that cat steve austin Now defari gets bionic Over
the other night who'd never even shaved I don't even know what I'm fightin' for I ain't never owned a slave So I snuck out of camp and then I heard
lips and sow the flesh onto his spine now I'm feelin' the effects of the acid stamp I'll throw all the faggots in New York in a concentration camp any
minds Peeking out through half-drawn blinds Desperate people with desperate minds Only live amongst straight lines Scorning the gypsies camped out in
parentheses) ...Yo, Steve Marley throw on your Father's old record...(Yeah) - Lauryn Ha! Classic material...Refugee Camp, hold tight! Yes, yes! Steve
If I am alive this time next year, will I have arrived in time to share? And mine is about as good this far. And I'm still applied to what you are.
