[Verse Four: Cappadonna]
You heard of the rasp before but kept waitin
for the sun of song, I keep dancehalls strong
Beats never worthy of my cause, I prolong
Extravangza, time sits still
No propoganda, be wary of the skill
As I bring forth the music, make love to your eardrum
Dedicated to rap nigga beware of the fearsome
Lebanon Don, Malcolm X beat threat
CD massacre, murder to cassette
I blow the shop up, you ain’t seen nuttin yet
One man ran, tryin to get away from it
Put your bifocal on, watch me a-cometh
into your chamber like Freddy enter dream
Discombumberate your technique and your scheme
Four course applause, like a black dat to dat
You’re stuck on stupid like I’m stuck on the map
Nowhere to go except next show bro
Entertainin motherfuckers can’t stop O
in battlin, you don’t want me to start tattlin
All upon the stage cause y’all snakes keep rattlin
Bitch, you ain’t got nothin on the rich
Every other day my whole dress code switch
So just in case you want to clock me like Sherry
All y’all crab bitches ain’t got to worry
Can’t get a nigga like Don dime a dozen
Even if I’m smoked out I can’t be scoped out
I’m too ill, I represent Park Hill
See my face on the twenty dollar bill
Cash it in, and get ten dollars back
The fat LP with Cappachino on the wax
Pass it in your think, put valve up to twelve
Put all the other LP’s back on the shelf
And smoke a blunt, and dial 9-1-7
1-6-0-4-9-3-11
And you could get long dick hip-hop affection
I damage any MC who step in my direction
I’m Staten Island’s best son fuck what you heard
Niggaz still talkin that shit is absurd
My repotoire, is U.S.S.R.
P.L.O. style got thrown out the car
and ran over, by the Method Man jeep
Divine can’t define my style is so deep
like pussy, my low cut fade stay bushy
like a porcupine, I part backs like a spine
Cut you like a blunt and reconstruct your design
I know you want to diss me, but I can read your mind
Cuz you weak in the knees, like SWV
Tryin to get a title like Wu Killa Bee
Kid change your habit, you know I’m friends with the Abbott
Me and RZA ridin name printed in the tablet
under vets, we paid our debts for mad years
Hibernate the sound, and now we out like beers
and blunt power, born physically power speakin
The truth in the song be the pro-black teachin

my red, so confident he flashes symbols of war and ribbons of euphoria. orange is young and full of daring but very unsteady for the first go round. my yellow in this case is not so mellow. in fact im tryin to say its frightened like me. and all of these emotions of mine keep holding from giving my life to a rainbow like you.

And there’s a lake
And at the bottom you’ll find all our friends
They don’t swim cause they’re all dead
We never are what we intend or invent...

Well I carry this box to its proper place
And when I lower it down
I let you fade away
I know that you would do this for me
I’d serve you drugs on a silver plate
If I thought it would help you get away
I hope that you would do this for me

If you call then I’m coming to get you
If you call then I’m coming, now
If you call then I’m coming to get you
You want to sink, so I’m gonna let you
Well, I’m coming to get you
If you call then I’m coming, now
If you call then I’m coming to get you
You want to sink, so I’m gonna let you
Then the fire snuck into your bedroom
Now I’m falling asleep to forget you

Trees will make a forest
Trees will make a bow
These are all the harder
Words you have to know
If everyone’s a structure
Where their own savior sits
Then I’m a little red house
And no one’s living in it

Cars are little blood cells
We are oxygen
City is the airways
Suburbs appendages
She was feeling lonely
She left her hive
Rented out a family
She bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
Ill never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...strangers hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

Theres danger on the edge of town
Ride the kings highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...hes old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and well do the rest

The blue bus is callin us
The blue bus is callin us
Driver, where you taken us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...i want to...fuck you

Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin a blue rock
Cmon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But youll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end

Fish heads fish heads
Roly poly fish heads
fish heads fish eat them up, yum!
In the morning laughing happy fish heads
In the evening floating in the soup

(chorus)

Ask a fish head anything you want to
They wont answer they cant talk.

(chorus)

I took a fish head out to see a movie
Didn’t have to pay to get it in.

(chorus)

They don’t play baseball
they don’t wear sweaters
they’re not good dancers
They don’t play drums!!

(chorus)

Roly poly fish heads are never seen drinking cappuccino in Italian restaurants
with oriental women!!!!!
Yeah!
Fish heads fish heads
roly poly fish heads
fish heads fish heads
eat them up Yum!
YEEAAHHHH!!!!!!

Love And Death Of An American Guitar
I REMEMBER EVERYTHING!!!
I remember every little thing as if it happened only yesterday
I was barely seventeen, and I once killed a boy with a Fender guitar
I don’t remember if it was a telecaster or a stradacaster
But I do remember that it had a heart of chrome and a voice like a horny angel
I don’t remember if it was a telecaster or a stradacaster
But I do remember that it wasn’t at all easy
It required the perfect combination of the right power chords
And the precise angle from which to strike
The guitar bled for about a week afterward
And the blood was ugh dark and rich, like wild berries
The blood of the guitar was Chuck Berry red
The guitar bled for about a week afterward, but it rung out beautifully
And I was able to play notes that I had never even heard before
So I took my guitar, and I smashed it against the wall
I smashed it against the floor
I smashed it against the body of a varsity cheerleader
Smashed it against the hood of a car
Smashed it against a 1981 Harley Davidson
The Harley howled in pain, the guitar howled in heat
And I ran up the stairs to my parents’ bedroom
Mummy and daddy were sleeping in the moonlight
Slowly I opened the door, creeping in the shadows
Right upto the foot of their bed
I raised the guitar high above my head
And just as I was about to bring the guitar crashing down
upon the centre of the bed, my father woke up, screaming "Stop!"
"Wait a minute! Stop it boy! What do ya think you’re doin’?
That’s no way to treat an expensive musical instrument!"
And I said: "God dammit daddy!
You know I love you, but you got a hell of a lot to learn about rock an’ roll"