Letras:
Help Line Other

grow in time we all seem to need the help of someone else to mend that shelf of too many books read me your favourite line papa went to other lands and

long line of people That goes back to the beginning of time And when we meet - they meet other lines of people And we say bring together the lines

a hater playa But I want all you got Your babies have babies Now we fighting each other My dogs got rabies They biting each other 'n' it ain't

to the head. Drop the top. Indo. Hawaiin. Lansbread. Buddha. All that shit. I'm fucked up in this motha fucka. And Hennessy don't help. And Hennessy don't help

Also a forest of feeling, beaten paths of peace Trapped inside my silhouette I have to speak to release Demanding more from the pen than I horde from the pen The line

ve gotta get out - Won't you help me? I've gotta get out - Won't you help me? I've gotta get out, oh won't you help me get out? I thought I saw you

could not find a friend But I always thought that I'd see you again Won't you look down upon me, Jesus You've got to help me make a stand You've just

pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em That Ja shit I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it There's a certain line you just don't cross and

] "It's me and Kelly!" "My bad, (sorry) let's try another room" [G] I don't trust you! "Shut up slut! Chew up this mushroom This'll help you get in touch