want to say I remember when [B.o.B:] Well, it's B to the O, O to the B You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat As easy as
spirit he's got Beat them And they teach them that the rest of the world don't need him And he believes it's a disease that he's heathen Put up your
killer the poet, the river, the blood will keep on flowin, People inside me say, the wanna see me go on tragically, And it's evil, it's evil, cause I
a few things before I conform To the popular belief about where I was born Are they still illin', still killin' poppin' the corn? How's the horn, how's
the test, yeah You say that you're a poet That your love's a work of art But you can't play love by numbers, Babe Gotta play it all by heart Baby, Baby
stars till they're gone Like an actor all alone Who never knew the story he was in Who never knew the story ends. Like the sky reflecting my heart All
"R"...this is a warning, ya better void, Poets are paranoid, DJ's destroyed, 'Cause I came back to attack others in spite- Strike like lightnin', It's
had a quarrel we could find a way But I woke up this morning and I knew it You were gone It's no party when you realize That you're on your own, nobody hears
Trevor positive vibe merchant grandson of Lord Buckley Scotch Ralston shows up if you're lucky Ad Raspler the Sweed, a friend indeed he's keeping an eye on the other guy's
And when it's raining Raining hard That's when the rain will Break my heart Raining...raining in the heart Raining in your heart Raining...raining to your heart
me She said son you gon' be great I knew it from the start Your daddy was a poet That's how he captured my heart It's in my blood, you ask me why I keep
sinking victim looking water-ski And if you want excitement ask the poet kids They all look like Charly Manson a bit Take a sparkling holiday.. it's such
when you smile at me It's just that special love A kind of liberty i never felt before And i don't need to be a poet I don't need to be a hero When all
passed by his eyes For another to witness this final demise So close to him she lay... She fell to her knees I could not hear her heart beat My tears
But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music
Walk me over this horizon let the sun's light warm my face once again the times are changin once again i lost my way well the words of ancient poets fall
I glad did it for the world We're a nation of poets and thinkers Also, though we bound without pity And lay west to his city It's because all the Chinese
and sighing What good is love? If life's just a race To keep your heart from crying Let the poet sing of skies above And endless love And hearts that