and sky Tomorrow is my friend, my one and only friend We travel on together searching for the end I'm a traveling soul and every mother's son Although
do the unbelievable? Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you First, ya get the money, then you get the power Big Pun's the same son
, hello, hello You don't see that something?s wrong Earth's spinnin? outta control Hello, hello, hello, hello Everything's for sale, even souls Someone
Be that as I chooses, drinkin' tropical It's just sittin' at a table with sophisticated bitches Nah, that ain't nothin', I would call my mother Nor do I call every
birdman pulls it off He wears a crucifix His mother left to him It's wrapped in chains around his heart Rusted and wafer thin Don't count on luck son
spin. matching jackets for the siamese twins, brand new shoes I cruise around the writer's block and find the poet's tree, johnny rockwell you know it's
gentleness too much for us Should gentleness be filed along with empathy We feel for someone else's child Every time a smart bomb does its sums and gets it wrong Someone else's
THOUGHT:] Between the greenhouse gases and earth spinnin off it's axis Got mother nature doin back flips the natural disasters It's like 80 degrees in
Be that as I chooses, drinkin tropical it's just sittin at a table with sophisticated bitches Nah that ain't nothin I would call my mother Nor do I call every
that as I chooses, drinkin tropical it's just sittin at a table with sophisticated bitches Nah that ain't nothin I would call my mother Nor do I call every
hand bag What's he gonna do if he gets bashed in the streets He ain't a bouncer he's just the fasion police You know whats tragic a girl stops traffic
we end up like this... Haha, nah, (my life, my life) nah son I do what I wanna do, man (livin' my life) Nah, I can laugh son, you know me? I been through
