Put my collar up, I found his name and felt the wind die down Then a drunk man in a cowboy hat took me by surprise Wearing shiny boots, a Nudi suit
and every L that I blow and let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go, let 'em go In the land before time, a land before altar boys Synagogues and shrines, man
The man who preached the funeral said it really was a simple way to die He laied to rest one afternoon and never opened up his eyes They hired me and
Yo jazzy whats happening man Yo ice cream tee is that jazzy jeff and the fresh prince Yeah tey made that rap tune girls aint nutin but trouble Those
SP Killer, L O X, L O X, motherfucker Niggas, don't know how we bout to come this time No more shiny suits, none of that shit We gonna R U double F R
fuck that car jack Take the roley out the air put the don back Can?t wear shiny suits on combat Guess I got personal beef, you worse than a thief Probably be your man
bar that faces a giant car wash The good people of the world Are washing their cars on their lunch break Hosing and scrubbing as best they can in skirts in suits They drive their shiny
don't care where you at, the club parking lot the expressway Whatever what I want you to do right now is just stop And let em' keep spinnin' man I'm
a train embassy And it's toss into the old tin cup a shiny copper penny Sing along that old refrain Can you spare just a little change, man? Can you
go Walkin' with a dead man, with a dead man Waitin' for an invitation to arrive Walkin' with a dead man, with a dead man I got my best suit and my tie Shiny
' up My complexion had me stuck in an emotional rut Like the time you flavor flaved me And you played me "Yo chuck" They say, "You're too black", man
hat and this bag to go over your shoulder?] [Anything Muppet #1: I could be a laundry man.] [Bob: No, not a laundry man.] [Anything Muppet #1:
Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges The sound of magic, music in his ears Videoed by a bus load of tourists Shiny shell suits on and drinking lemonade
nobody He was, just a man trying to rock the mic But a bullet took his life, aw man Now my breadren eternally is wearing a dress suit with a shiny shoe
all at the penny arcade A hundred dollars on the Cupid doll No pretty chic is gonna make me crawl We're on a TWA to the promised land Every woman, child and man
it all at the Penny Arcade A hundred dollars on a cupid doll No pretty chick is gonna make me crawl Get on a TWA to the promised land Every woman, child and man