Bring a towel for the coward with wet feet Don't let me slip, don't let me slip Into the deep end Dark ocean currents are dragging us straight down
We've got everything, we're growing everything We've got some in, we've got some out We've got some wild things floating about Everyone, we're changing
I'm mixed with shark, drinking gasoline Underwater I breathe and let loose on my sleeve Walking down Hollywood Boulevard with a credit card Three alligators behind me
kick it dead And I'll give you my head Come on and kick me dead Come on and push me down Come on and drag me down Oh, Cherry be bad Come on and kiss
Being dragged down in this ocean of fools Their golden horse god, obey the master, money rules Try to reach the surface but my emotions drag me down I can't control myself, my rage makes me
You sailed out over the ocean And I was tied to the mast And my eyes are coloured in white And your hands are colder than ice And the walls came tumbling down
register Evergreen smokin estates, rhyme and power made me treasurer With third down, six to go, flash his strobe lights I'm open, RZA hit me off lovely
.A. Blues, L.A. Blues You want me to be like you Well, there ain't no way California Charlie met me At my room when I got in We toasted country pickin
their heads to catch a glimpse of my demise you'll be throwing lies around like ocean waves throw down the tides and they are breaking on my shore and the rescue team won't save me
flashlight, I'm searching From in the high or down the ocean And I face myself in reason Gain the wolf Gain the wolf Conjure me as a child Slipping down
it's a fortified thing And it's "A" 'cause we animals, "O" 'cause we ominous "T" 'cause we tyrants and, "P" 'cause we're prominent On all continents,
nemesis, you will not thwart me! Abominations rise! Destroy these mortals who vex me as the buzzing of gnats vexes a titan! Drag their impudent souls
(oh we weren't building nothing but a great wall around these stones and sticks) oh and for the record I've been rhyming since me and Andre thought we
me? Wait till you see me on your TV then you'll want to be me You can never be as nuts as me what you think you buck like me? We'll fuckin see you're
in blues with a mark in her hand the lines round her lips are now scars in my mind down at the quayside through the sun's rising mists Suzanne drags me down
's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve It like it ain't about the money, we got to handle the
register Evergreen smokin estates, rhyme and power made me treasurer With third down, six to go flash his strobe lights I'm open RZA hit me off lovely
me down whichever path I take No "prima-donnas" are allowed in this "menage-a-trois" So will someone please accept us for the naive fools we are. Caught