I don't want your Wall Street Don't got no degree Written on the concrete A.C.A.B. Couldn't really tell you What I'm trying to find Everyone's so boring Makes me wanna lose my mind So call me up tonight If you need somewhere to get out of the light These days I feel like I do nothing right So come with me and we'll go down the line I'm thinking of you fondly When I'm on the train I really hate your poetry You hate mine the same So call me up tonight If you need somewhere to get out of the light These days I feel like I do nothing right So come with me and we'll go down the line These days I feel like I do nothing right So come with me and we'll go down the line

So much pain and no good reason why You've cried until the tears run dry And nothing here can make you understand The one thing that you held so dear Is slipping from your hands, and you say Why, why, why Does it go this way And why, why, why And all I can say Is somewhere down the road There'll be answers to the questions And somewhere down the road Tho' we cannot see it now Somewhere down the road You will find mighty arms reaching for you And they will hold the answers At the end of the road Yesterday, I thought I'd seen it all I thought I'd climbed the highest wall Now I see the learning never ends And all I know to do is keep on walking Walking 'round the bend singing Why, why, why Does it go this way And why, why, why And all I can say Is somewhere down the road There'll be answers to the questions And somewhere down the road Tho' we cannot see it now Somewhere down the road You will find mighty arms reaching for you And they will hold the answers At the end of the road Oh, keep on walking Why, why, why Does it go this way And why, why, why And all I can say All I know to say now Somewhere down the road There'll be answers to the questions And somewhere down the road Tho' we cannot see it now Somewhere down the road You will find mighty arms reaching for you And they will hold the answers At the end of the road Oh, they will hold the answers At the end of the road Oh, keep on walking, oh Oh, walking down the road Walking down the road Somewhere down this lonely road I can't see you know Down the road, the lonely road Somewhere down, somewhere down

Yeah, I can see it now The distant red neon shivered in the heat I was feeling like a stranger in a strange land You know, where people play games with the night God, it was too hot to sleep I followed the sound of a jukebox coming from up the levee All of a sudden, I could hear somebody whistling from right behind me I turned around, and she said "Why do you always end up down at Nick's Cafe?" I said, "Uh, I don't know, the wind just kinda pushed me this way" She said, "Hang the rich" Catch the blue train Places never been before Look for me Somewhere down the crazy river (Somewhere down the crazy river) Ooh, catch the blue train All the way to Kokomo You can find me Somewhere down the crazy river (Somewhere down the crazy river) Take a picture of this The fields are empty, abandoned '59 Chevy Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John Yeah, that's when time stood still You know, I think I'm gonna go down to Madam X And let her read my mind She said, "That voodoo stuff don't do nothing for me" I'm a man with a clear destination I'm a man with a broad imagination You fog the mind, you stir the soul I can't find no control Ooh Catch the blue train Places never been before Look for me Somewhere down the crazy river (Somewhere down the crazy river) Ooh, catch the blue train All the way to Kokomo You can find me Somewhere down the crazy river (Somewhere down the crazy river) Wait, did you hear that? Oh, this is sure stirring up some ghosts for me She said, "There's one thing you gotta learn Is not to be afraid of it" I said, "No, I like it, I like it, it's good" She said, "You like it now But you'll learn to love it later" I been spellbound Falling in trances I been spellbound Falling in trances You give me the shivers Chills and fever You give me the shivers You give me the shivers I been spellbound I been spellbound I been spellbound (Somewhere down the crazy river) Somewhere down the crazy river

We had the right love at the wrong time Guess I always knew inside I wouldn't have you for a long time Those dreams of yours Are shining on distant shores And if they're calling you away I have no right to make you stay But somewhere down the road Our roads are gonna cross again It doesn't really matter when But somewhere down the road I know that heart of yours will come to see That you belong with me Sometimes goodbyes are not forever It doesn't matter if you're gone I still believe in us together I understand, more than you think I can You have to go out on your own So you can find your way back home And somewhere down the road Our roads are gonna cross again It doesn't really matter when But somewhere down the road I know that heart of yours will come to see That you belong with me Letting go Is just another way to say "I'll always love you so" We had the right love at the wrong time Maybe we've only just begun Maybe the best is yet to come 'Cause somewhere down the road Our roads are gonna cross again It doesn't really matter when But somewhere down the road I know that heart of yours will come to see That you belong With me

Tricky: Look who do I have to have and why A city's child Real mode- you have to talk about it An old pro- still we're 'bout it, 'bout it Don't frown about it It's best you keep quiet You could never lead a riot Money don't make you a leader A leader usually reads Go read a book He shaked then he shook "I need that crack, I need that crack" You're swingin' the pipe Do what you like Goin' "doom doom" Reflect on the room Reflect on your life Go stab yourself with a knife Bob Khaleel: Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Tricky: Vengeance isn't mine It taught to hate from time Time isn't real How much time can you kill? Luca Brazzi He sleeps with the fishes Fuck sugar and spice And girls with deadly kisses Purr like a cat Raising towers I go over her house For the most I got diamonds on suits A girl's erased diamonds with new shoes Remember Hollywood You could finally make deals Screamin', "Nigger you can get these!" Stereotypical Almost mythical Like Mickey Mouse I'll blow down your house Blow up your whole image Hardcore musicians with image Bob Khaleel: Love Tricky: You're silver screen You're a hardcore lovin' machine You play hardcore with me And sooner or later we'll see Bob Khaleel: Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill? Reflect on your life Time isn't real How much time Can you kill?

Featuring lord tariq & muggs (Lord tariq & muggs talking) Trying to tell you man I'm going up in there Trying to dig into niggas pockets Fuck that man {Lord tariq} Either you be real or you be dead Hey killer be a killer That's the rules to this game In the court of the law With let niggas that feel ya They know cat dealers But with some new shit like clue shit We strap for this thriller You hit the crack house, you pull a mack out Cock the mack back, blow his back out And take the back route And that's what that's about Understand? i wan't cans in hand This shit is real, never phony Don't come short with my mo-ney I'll only tell you once tony "Don't fuck me, don't you ever try to fuck me" If so, trust me, you outta luck b And try to sit high where them drugs be Filthy rich looking broke Fuck a bitch i wan't the world thust Keeping feds of my ass I gotta think fast 'Cause black man white town you know this shit won't last We try to bumble like ass Stay low, got to hurl that cash Into the trouble blow past, that's how you do it We got cops and robbers Niggas and spicks Flashy cars, ghetto stars Moving stones and bricks It ain't over on the streets We got blocks to get So heads up, guns cock Don't get rocked to this -{lord tariq}- Now if the good die young Then what the fuck that makes me? And who the fuck are you to rape me? Less then the best, bulletproof love The thugs holding it down in the decks And for the frauds i got techs Heading straight for your chest Feel me on this My word is priceless You can't pawn this I might diss drop jewels The way i cop jewels The way my nine drops flues The way my mind influes What's a nigga to do a murder Type of shit you never heard of >from jimbos to fat burger On some last long shit I be doing this forever like that nigga von zeil Plus i calm shit, i bomb shit I had alot of brooklyn niggas Saying "yeah them bronx niggas they get down" So hold your heat up, and move fast You got to keep Because clue, minnesota, lord tariq run these streets what Nigga peep up, talking to the sidewalk And there's nothing to comprehend When my nine talks -{muggs}- I peep the devil screaming bk 'Cause i rock for b.i.g. Live like pop did, shells couldn't stop the kid In some rap i pack, used to be in passing for crack Molka type of lid with a passing for stacks Dreads call me african black named after my medicine Street veteran with one gun Killed eleven men It's too crazy, y'all fake tough guys with full gazi's Blue mercedes, three pounds under the blue avy Bomb crews my mind power beyond you Now i push your hair line back Do what the con do I warned you, and sworn no talking Bring the thing out Got the block surrounded like cops And shots rang out Animal instinct, blood type is therobreed Run with thero heads Leave you in another burough bed Respect my hood, like the heats do Be k to the bronx Poor kane, lord tariq & clue Dj clue: Uh-huh Dj clue, professional Roc-a-fella!