Letras:
Gift Of Gab The Up

not right, man. I guess the street life had other plans, but I'm gonna see you in a minute doe. Sincerely, Uncle Tim, Gift of Gab, Supreme Lyrical. [

for your head, it's gonna erupt, I'm blowing up And popping this, it's cool I be the judge and jury With the Johnny Cochran savvy, plus I hit the cabby green up

2] Findin' out my way somehow Heard those sounds up in the sky Tryin' to find a way up out/about Darkness will not be my guide [Gift of Gab] It's been

[Gift of Gab] Check it out... Gift of Gab... Fourth Dimensional Rocketships, Goin' Up To the ink on the paper from the top of the brain Ghetto youth

the whole story nothin' but truth Halloween throwin' eggs from the project roofs and Pete and Lee young G's with a gift of gab and tryin' to hook up

to comply Don't screw up facing that crowd Progress don't fall back. We can't have that I'll hold your hand Black We can't wind up with scratch I put

no no) I don't want To make love to you As we waited at the bus stop she wanted a cab But I made her see sense with the gift of the gab A cab?

drawers and it was welcome back Kotter We were cutting up the rug she started cutting up the carpet In my apartment I begged her please stop it The gift of gab is the gift

drawers and it was welcome back Kotter We were cutting up the rug she started cutting up the carpet In my apartment I begged her please stop it The gift of gab is the gift