Слово – это ветер, ветер – это… Вот же это слово, с ног как будто сбило. Слово – это ветер, а ветер – это сила. Издали и город кажется осколком, Потому
Мне сказали слово, я расплел его в строку, Голос был привязан к телефонному звонку, Странные оркестры бродят в голове моей, Странные оркестры, эй...
Я сегодня не в меру смел, Мои слова сегодня так неосторожны. Я могу заставить свой рот молчать, Но спрятать свои мысли, увы, невозможно. Угадай, о чем
I won't break down today Another brick's in my way of shadows The promises they made Regret themselves and say this is too hard Yeah they say you grow
Now there's a wind blowin' leaves Along the empty street Down by the place on the corner Where we used to meet Two people too proud to give Afraid of
Level and levity Lewd and longevity Libel, libation, Lanai Lithium, litigate, legal, legitimate Liberty, levy and lie Welcome back Yakko's now at the
A sacred cash cow with sickly tits Dripping temptation for hypocrites Tone deftly beaten, the prosperous Endlessly stating the obvious Caught in your
Do you remember that one Christmas when we Didn't think we'd be together. We were almost seperated by the weather But I ran through the snow Right up
Ayo, Ice, man I'm working on this term paper for college What's the First Amendment? Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfucking bullshit You say the
"I'm the minstrel man, the cleaning man The pole man, the shoeshine man I'm a nigger man, watch me dance I put the lyrics on the paper with the pen Evil
E V I L E and Ice T are on a jack move Layin' down the dope groove, smokin' those who disapprove Wreckin' the deck, you'll regret if you cross punk Rollin
We interrupt this program with a special bulletin America is now under marshal law All constitutional rights have been suspended, stay in your homes Do
Yo, I met this girl the other night Hype super dope body and face, her mini skirt tight Talkin' 'bout legs and lips, mindblowin' hips Had to cross my
Today in Los Angeles another youth loses his life Gunshot wound to the head Street violence is at an all-time high No jokin', I'm sleepin' with my eyes
I C E B E R G What's that spell? Iceberg, nigga, can't you read? Time to bleed slaughter slice Try to say I wasn't nice as we waxed them punks like lab
Yo yo whassup Ice man, you look upset brother Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man But I don't know if I should put it on this record Yaknahmsayin
I met a guy at the club? I let him know I'm alone I met a girl at the bar ?I let her know who you are I told her you are the love of my life And one
I'm holdin' on To your pictures on my telephone And I know that I should let you go But it's hard to break away I ask around and I wonder what you're