On a day of days I stood and gazed Over the western sea I was completely dazed, Wide-mouthed and amazed when a mermaid called to me Ooh-Ooooh Ooooooooooh
bodies and play my fucking game I sold my soul at an early age And now my hearts releasing daemons in a rage My eyes in a daze Evertime I close my eyes
Fork lightning in your hall Break the skin when you break the fall I'll be the one to fix it up Love children of the new age Just a hippy with a weekly
Now like a fragile fragment af lite Trapped inna di belly a di daak nite Like a bline man stuicified an dazed Last an alone in a mystical maze Fi days
juice Absolut for those who can't afford the Goose Malibu, coconut rum, Amaretto sour, coke an' rum We gettin' drunk, Hennessey, V.S.O.P Age in the
life 'cuz that's the style that I portray We pop crystal like my niggas got a raise See nowadays, man, you got to know these bitches age 'Cuz they ass
disease, have food, bed and flat Lots of important things that other people want to get Maybe I'll help them, but I'm selfish today I hate myself, so dazed
are the dazed ones, we hate happy ends Give us your laughter, punishment! We are the dazed ones without sense Give us your laughter, punishment! We are the dazed
Push me through my mirror into lonely winternights I seek the hiding of my life out in the deepest woods, out on the coldest hills in a daze Sorry, Mr
a living dead haunted by shadows End my fucking life - I will not cry Let me fucking burn - I feel no pain A life extinct, drowned in sorrow Dazed
age of panic Into an age of panic Born into the age of panic Into an age of panic Into an age of panic Into an age of panic Into an age of panic
you grow from the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O' And though, Congress, don't want us to progress our step My homie buried at an early age
hood let you grow from the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O' And though, Congress, don't want us to progress our step My homie buried at an early age
Frank Nitty style, Buck Wild Thirty-eight slugs from uptown thugs No question, you're true to the game Since the age of a little Brand Nubian From skelly
early age No difference between the two, cause they both in the same stage Curiosity killed the cat the cat was standin in front of the gauge It seems the whole subject keeps the world within a daze
're the one who brings the sun into my daze It's easy to see now with my head in the clouds today And I realize together We'll drift off into old age
the door Don't be afraid Easily trusting those who find the truth in me Befriending the ones with real integrity All through the age of confusion and daze