down low Well, my heart's in the highlands, only place left to go I'm in Boston town, in some restaurant I got no idea what I want Or maybe I do but,
in war-time airports. The idea was not to call ourselves to the attention of the numerous foreign terrorists who were presumably lurking all over the
All the time I think this is the last time I can't have it any other way I force these words onto paper Thought I had something more to say Excuse me
rain Bright eyes, no brains High time, low aim All we want to get is our way Act like we respect and we get paid Bright eyes, no brains High time, low
low in the depths of despair My lifeblood spills over... VII. Grand Finale Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all
world comin' down all around me I thought I was lost but thank God you found me I'm gettin' crazy ideas of suicide Lord I tried, Lord I tried, to make
again You pretend, you're happy That you've got it all But don't be upset if you fall On your knees and beg like a dog I've reached a low, don't you
[NAS] Yea (House of Hits) Finally up in this nigga On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal On the real, all you crab niggas know the deal To my
mathematics to map shit, through graphics fuck it, I ain't with hustling backwards So wiser man, with ideas and liver plans more mature and for sure I saw all
fool peep jewels, keep tools for tough time The rule of rough mind, elevate, stay behind The sun gotta shine, keep on, cremate The whole Babylon, times
, Jah love Give me strength and power flow through white dreads 'nough said You all walk with kings, talk with kings When it all goes down, have no idea
more And if you look back on all the times you had the automobile Aside from a few interesting saturday evenings You got to admit that one of the nicest times of all
" songs... in a way. This song parallels the ideas that our society has about serving our "country" with the ideas that we see in the Bible. Do we spend time
chicks, but even sticks got friends least ten Up high, the up high I'm covered With the innocent fuzz from the peaches says the streets hit the toe Down low on the down low
and my memories are wallet-sized I'm out of ideas, it feels like I'm choking All of my mirrors and promises are broken I'm lousy and threadbare too low
a long time Haven't felt this way in a long time Bad news for you, haven't felt this way in a long time Haven't felt this way in a long time Cautious
for the rest of my life I should BG banging the stripes, ideas when I strike Breaking my victims, lining them niggas all with the light Get it right, hold it tight, blast with all
nigga It's about time to get it homie I think these boys done forgot who started it Who started this I started this for all these Mexicans down south All