is real and I want to know Please can you deceive me, I would know Please can you release me, I would know Please can you believe me, I would know
be a repeat people I'm tryin to tell you. [Dramacydal] Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smokin greenery Considered a B.G., but I'm off in
tomorrow would you still love me? If I didn't smell so good would you still hug me? If I got locked up and sentenced to a quarter century, Could I count
mad would you cause me pain? Would you call me sweet things 'cause I'm your babygirl? Would I be your whole wide world? Would I be the apple of your eye? Would
this before me, I become master of all mankind." "I have given you master of the 30th century, and so evil one, I am free of my vow."
out my death In every city, memories would whisper Here is where you rest I was determined in Chicago But I dug my teeth into my knees And I settled
(Bowie) I've never sailed on a sea I would not challenge a giant I could not take on the church Time will crawl Till the 21st century lose I know a
know that reality is immaterial." "This is not reality..." I'm kneeling on the floor staring at the wall like the spider in the window I wish that I
immaterial..." "'n' you know that reality is immaterial." "This is not reality..." I'm kneeling on the floor staring at the wall like the spider in the window I wish that I
point I want to make, The mistake is to take without giving, From within, You know how I'm living, I'm cool, I'm looking after myself, And I could never
the clothes line Later on they would take 'em back in the dressing room They would play with them... They would fetish the underpants... They would snort
, like I had to phone up musicians I knew and suddenly somehow I got the number, and phoned him up: "You might not know me, but I know you. How about
the number, like I had to phone up musicians I knew and suddenly somehow I got the number, and phoned him up: "You might not know me, but I know you.
lives within [Talking:] What'd she do to her hair? I don't know it look crazy I like it. I might do that. Umm I wouldn't go that far. I know .. ha ha
if they was short wit' cheese I would work wit' them Boy and we...got rid of that dirt for them Wasn't born hustlers I was burpin' em H to the izz-O,
a lamp post, why I got my hand closed? Cracks in my palm, watchin the long arm of the law So you know I seen it all before I seen hoop dreams deflate
the seventeenth century and they suited her well She would eat nothing but sat in her chair like a queen And laughed at my French but seemed always to know what I
