not what's happening Well, we're here to let you know the real deal (That's why we're rappin') (Yo) Life's just a game, one great big riddle And we're
all fall from grace and make mistakes And race the pace, the base with the antidote base And every single word in the verb wildstyle This is not a mission, it's a riddle
i want to live in not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle we know the riddles of life
world i want to live in not a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle we know the riddles of
from behind Round his neck with fishing twine Keep him still and pull the string Watch his head go bobbling Listen to my riddle song Even though my crime
smoochie Hoochie-coochie, la la la la la I might pull your tongue out your mouth and try to hang ya It's a full moon and the riddles are calling Three
Camel eyes used to worship the false idols New form of literature, dance to the fiddler Don't mean to riddle you God, I'm not the Riddler On super the
shit a riddle How come when you got a lot? People say you got a little Like they say you act a little funny Cause you got a litte money And you did a little song
a riddle How come when you got a lot? People say you got a little Like they say you act a little funny 'Cause you got a litte money And you did a little song
The name is Q-Tip, enterin through the middle from the left, dead all the jokes and the riddles Comin from the maximum gain, the octane that's on the
But this here is true Oh yeah I gotta do it for me and then do it for you I feel what the beat does People fuck wit me cause When the song end I become
glass, it is life, it's the sun It is night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush A knot in the wood, the song
last that ever she saw him Carried away by a moonlight shadow He passed on, worried and warning Carried away by a moonlight shadow Lost in a riddle
Carried away by a moonlight shadow He passed on worried and warning Carried away by a moonlight shadow Lost in a riddle that Saturday night Far away
comedy softens the fall They still hear us with their ears to the wall. I sold all my evil motives, No icicles stuck in my hide. I'm through with riddles
(Intro) I figured since I wrote a song about you know God and Jesus and all that I would have to give the opposition equal time. (Song) Ever since first
i gave my love a cherry without no stone I gave my love a chicken without no bone I gave my love a story without no end I gave my love a baby that's no