Caboose - Get Mad

I'll tell you little secret Make you want to jump and shout When you talk to me in cycles Take your foot out of your mouth It's hard enough to make it When you livin' on the street And you want to tell somebody But you got to be discreet Then you catch your girlfriend With a state of the year Honey, don't get mad Get even Don't get mad, get even Don't get mad, get even Don't get mad, get even Say the times, they be a changin' Oh, the blind need the blind You know your head is empty Though there's somethin' on your mind You been shackin' up with Lucy And when the mornin' comes You're with Sally in the alley And the junkies and the bums You wonder why your girlfriend Hasn't stepped up to here Honey, don't get mad Get even Don't get mad, get even Don't get mad, get even Don't get mad, get even You just wait and see what I got in store for you Rolling dice, they lucky 'Cause they roll you all the time You got nothing else to lose If you only lose your mind When pleasure's at a shallow 'cause There's trouble to the deep You be dustin' with the devil While is sweeps you off your feet I tell you little secret Make you want to jump and shout When you talk to me in cycles Take your foot out of your mouth It's hard enough to make it When you're livin' on the street And you hate to be a wise guy When your feet are in concrete Oh, sleepin' with the dogs And you wake up with the fleas Honey, don't get mad Get even Don't get mad, get even Don't get mad, get even Don't get mad, get even

Sometimes it feels like my life's a battle And I think I'm losing my mind When all that surrounds me is made of shadows If I'm just a lost soul that's made of paper But your touch can color the white And bring back the beauty into my life 'Cause it's a mad world but it's crazy Crazy how you make the bad turn to amazing And I don't want to lose this now I don't want to lose this now No, I don't want to lose this now 'Cause it's a mad world Were both strangers finding our way together Like two lights that dance through the dark We shine bright and fade out into forever And I'm trying to hold back the way I'm feeling But you make me come back to life Yeah, you've got me going insane tonight 'Cause it's a mad world but it's crazy Crazy how you make the bad turn to amazing And I don't want to lose this now I don't want to lose this now No, I don't want to lose this now 'Cause it's a mad world 'Cause it's a mad world

Last leaf fallen bare earth where green was born, Black Madonna two eagles hang against a cloud, Sun comes up blood red wind yells among the stone, All graceful instruments are known. When the windows all are broken and your love's become a toothless crone, When the voices of the storm sound like a crowd, Winter morning breaks, you're all alone. The eyes are blind, blue visions, all a seer can own, And touching makes the flesh to cry out loud This ground on which the seed of love is sown, All graceful instruments are known.

People get ready There's a train a-coming You don't need no baggage You just get on board All you need is faith To hear the diesels humming You don't need no ticket You just thank the Lord People get ready For the train to Jordan Picking up passengers From coast to coast Faith is the key Open the doors and board them There's room for all Among the loved the most There ain't no room For the hopeless sinner Who would hurt all mankind Just to save his own Have pity on those Whose chances are thinner Cause there's no hiding place From the Kingdom's Throne So people get ready For the train a-comin' You don't need no baggage You just get on board All you need is faith To hear the diesels humming You don't need no ticket You just thank the Lord People get ready Ready for a train to come

Mama she used to say, don't live by your knife Mama she used to say, gotta get out the ghetto Mama she used to say, morning comes and goes Mama she don't know, I gotta get mine whoah, gotta get mine I'm livin in the age of di chronic, 40 ounce & blunts The type of dis a women allah know ah stunts Now I got to wear Versace just to get a gal to watch me An it ain't no sunshine, how can I get mine? Why I sell myself for modern day slavery Now I'm doin' LP's for 5cent royalties Mama can ya save ya son? All these leeches over me Feel like gathering my duns, gettin all our guns Count it down 3, 2, 1, come down Mad Lion! (Mad lion) Yo yo roll a spliff... what, yeah! Di night is young, We all got our guns Who's down to go commit a robbery? A robbery... I gotcha block on lock soliciting private stocks of trees Direct in boat from di West Indies Jamaica, experience it just break ya Smoke it inna ya blunts, Philly leaves are ya paper I tell it, into my sensimilla place, my bodega Here I got all type of flavor Distribution major, no dealer can match me equal Niggaz buy my mixes, sell it as dimes to the people Mama she used to say, don't live by your knife Mama she used to say, gotta get out the ghetto Mama she used to say, morning comes and goes Mama she don't know, I gotta get mine whoah, gotta get mine When I was six I recieved my nines as a birthday gift Pray ya Lord if ya see my nines It's enough to make any grown man cry... Now mama nevah tell me policeman would arrest me Even thought I without catch me an den try ti waan me? Dey give up? swarm me, recruit me to di army guy tell me I found out these things by my lonely. Well, well X amount of things lead to see ya get dead Livin on dem greed ya get shot, knot dem face Dem wanna lose dem life an weh say willed argument Dey body all up pulpit cement, well well. ? Get sense in a fuckin situation Everybody know say I man nev' run from provocation The way things are run now the yout up inna possession Fuck around an us? inna point on, black Talon

Featuring dmx the mad rapper Grrrrrrr grrrrr grrr (yeah) Repeat 2x To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly An' all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin' high An' all my playas world wide it's just you and i Getcha paper getcha dough getcha shit right First off y'all niggaz know i don't slouch An' as a kid i done did the shit you talkin about I'm from the south, ya heard? Where niggas fly birds outta impalas Live lavish From atl to dallas an' the little palace Goin once, goin twice, everyday, livin nice In the grey wit the ice, makin money rollin dice Livin the life, that y'all dream of Puttin niggaz outta business like sony did to sega You seen us, the green stuff An nuttin' else that's all i collect I got the hots like the lox - money, power and respect An' i can damn the check that any of y'all niggaz spit I stay hittin, i ain't bullshittin (he ain't bullshittin) Nigga, wit more glitta, than m.j. It's all pimp play, when it comes to me An' y'all motherfuckers know how j.d. gets down An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town Feel me now X2 Yo, let me tell you were i'm at y'all Shits kinda sad y'all If you ride the buses or trains Watch ya back ya'll Who think he stallin? I still ain't ballin An' i got wild bills An' a crowd that keeps callin My dogs wanna hang (bark) My bitches wanna bang But it don't mean a thang When all you got is change That's why my women ain't dimes Not even close to nines Sorta like fives and sixes Wit scars and stiches Type of bitches that spit in yo' face like alomar Broke hoes without a car Snatchin' fruit from salad bars Which one of ya'll come on, test me now Me not goin' nowhere, you don't impress me now So next time you see me up in them clubs I'm probably scemin' While you at the bar Brick hard and fiendin' I wait for 4 o'clock when yo' drunk ass is leavin' Cause i paid to get in An' now i gotta pray teethin' X2 Niggas goin' to parties Thousand dollar shoes and jewels You begets what i be wantin' so i be bringin' the tool Tryin' to snatch up all that ice that you came in An' nigga d be flippin', yeah, money, it's the same shit What you thought Cause you bought A joint You might be able to creep a nigga When he ain't on point An' i can see it in yo' eyes that you comin' closer than tryin' An' every step you take brings yo' ass closer to dyin' An' i don't flow wit the dough Cause money comes and goes Gimme the love of my thugs Hoodrats and hoes, an' i'm good Cause motherfucker i'm stayin in the hood An' i'm gon' rip till i'm stiff like wood You wishin' that you could Keep it as real as me An' you gon' know that the pain that you feel is me When i get ill it be Some next shit Darkman, motherfuckin x shit Wreck shit For respect bitch X4