about it, I want it Just like a girl wants sex with a boy, you know? It's the way I'll always be probably My last one was born in the system See, they
Bitchin' that someone's always pullin' down her drawers and clit's itchin' Goin' through public whorehouse systems, victim of crack-controlled pimpin' My whole life I was made to believe
' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shit's missin' Goin' through public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's Syndrome My whole life I was made to believe
's leading. You wish you were dreaming If the castle crumbles no one's there to put it back together [Chorus] Have you ever felt yourself slippin' away
demon stuck inside a piano Turn a Sambo into a soldier with just one line Now here's the truth about the system that'll fuck up your mind They gave Al
shit ain't reminiscin' This is my system like an addiction that's like fiction My victims can't see 'cuz they bitchin' Don't worry, I'll make them believers
He hopes his songs will somehow start To heal the cracks that split apart America gone plastic And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth He's hitching himself way
it seems that life is a system a duality at best a choice of taking this or that yet there's more than east or west don't limit yourself despite what
must we hear rehashed versions of Feeding of the 5000 By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist? It's the Feeding of the
, Miracle with Pastor Troy Ain't no Tonka toy, nuclear, we'll destroy Ain't no stopping me, the only way, kill me And either way, best to believe, every
yourself Feelin the one I'm feelin the same, see you around the town passin me Cause I'm a loner on the planet taken for granted With only one body to
When living life behind a mask you cant expect to know yourself When women are taught one way to act and men are taught another The ability to accept
and tolerance is the only way that activism will evolve from indifference. (This was your life) Conditioning is simple and you keep it that way Ignorance
hit 'Cause I'm touchable That's my state of mind 'Cause I know one day you gotta go in a life of crime Either the pen or a one way ticket So I'm asking
on stokes [Unverified] just westward on Olympian Way Uh, huh and I just got to say Two times for the crook who just got away Uh, huh, believe that Uh, huh, believe
one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One taste of you my Magdalena
these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row, one, two, three, four, five... Splits, spread eagles, back flips, flip flops, one right after the other. Well, this one
