Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you, angels get a better
with the boss and of course it?s a payday We reachin? the weekend and I?ll be treatin? my baby Typical day, dude?s in the way ? But hey wait! Shark?s
Wait! It's time to die? I don't want to go yet! I never went to Russia or owned a private jet. I never kissed a lion or went bowling nude, I've never
a little white porch And you wanted it so You let me go down To the end of the road And the black and the white A technicolorful life Then another arrived It's a cowardly lion
with the lion Running all night with the lion Running all night with the lion Running all night with the lion Running all night with the lion Running all night with the lion
rain for seven days and seven nights Had several beats and several careers and several fights My lyrical rites make your spine hottest My rhymes stand out like a white
us The lion is your anger as it smashes up the chair the zebra is my answers as your pounding up the stairs that's black and white and yes and no and
can't satisfy mi Wait unoo fi got sey mi a half cooley Mi have white liver and white kidney But mi black like a tar and mi strong like a lion Any gal
a been hurt Or yer eyes've turned filthy from the sight-blindin' dirt And you figured you failed in yesterdays rush When you were faked out an' fooled white
in da king of diamonds She broke up wit' me once, almost had me cryin' She knew I was cheatin' because she caught me lyin' King of the jungle, I'mma lion White lion
noise The black blind poet generals And restless loud white boys But time grew thin and the axis Was left somehow incomplete Where instead of child lions
[Intro: Raekwon] You know? (General, general) (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) What up, yeah (Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang) Suuuuuuuu, aiyo, man, the wait is
of the flight Of the wide, white stairs Through the rest of my life Do you wait for me there? There's a bell in my ears There's a wide white roar Drop
settled It's an age old debt that's got to be paid When the King breaks through in all of His glory To claim His throne and the world that He made The nations wait
Step out the front door like a ghost into the fog Where no one notices the contrast of white on white And in between the moon and you angels get a better
other side A sheer white knuckle ride So young yet feel so stung by the game I know what's left in a name With all those national strains The lion hits
Lions in the street and roaming Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming A beast caged in the heart of a city The body of his mother Rotting in the summer ground