I missed you. And I though of all the little things that always made you tense and I wished I was able to tell you that I'd have learnt a thousand tricks
of a morning paper. Laid out for me to see. Saw his face in a corner picture. I recognized the name. Could not stop staring at the. Face I'd never see again
each other visiting the empty rooms Put me on, I'll put you on too You knew I'd have to follow you because you saw I'm hollow too But it's so nice being
song again Comin' to wash it off again Comin' to see herself again Comin' to see herself again Comin' to wash if off again
the tree I only saw what I was seeking What I was made to see I cannot change What I don't understand And I was never taught To look again You know I
bolt hole I see they've published Another volume of unreconstructed rubbish Well, the waves, the waves were soldiers moving Well, thank you, ya thank you, thank you And again I
me A rambler in my younger days, I knew I made a few mistakes But I swear I would have been there, had I known it Never again will you ever be alone Son
Berg if you flossin ice Dog, cross me twice, can't afford the price It'll cost you, I'll off your life You soft, I told you I'm raw white When I'm on
knowledge but I want to believe that you exist somewhere beyond the time again you imprison me when the dusk comes I know every thought you hide I cannot
you said, 24 right? Aight cool, I got you Uhh, I define gutter - every time I rhyme I climb up another notch, hip-hop got my spine smothered But I'll
Boy, you did it, I done it, I get it, I punish The shit that I come with'll separate a rib from a stomach I'm the boss, when I spit it, you love it Matter
my soul Though we'll always be apart Locked forever in a dream If I ever love again Even then, nothing will change And the taste of you remains Clinging
dangerous. I'm talking about real dangerous. I ain't talking about sitting under the water waiting for you. I'm talking about coming after you. Imagine
some of you are harmonies to all the notes I play Although we may not meet still you know me well While others talk in secret keys and transpose all I
ain't got enough to hold me I follow rules, through the knowledge, swallow jewels A form of teaching, from the streets never taught in school You caught you