nigga You ain't a player hust a frail nigga I'm the slayer in your nightmares unstoppable When you see me on the street call a audible I got you covered
and simple ways Call a spade a spade Just like you did back in the days You would play piano Each mornin' walk a mile Speak of what was goin' down With
panic in a sesion when I'm bussin' Cussin' like a sailor, With a bottle full of jagermeister Ready for whatever this world has to offer me Plus
fuck you Comin' like a train, boy, it's not a game What's my name name name? Big Stak Mac Where I'm from from from? The terrible T What I claim claim
stop I want the whole wide world to know That I love you so They're envious of ev'rything we do But it's so wonderful (wonderful) When you love some
I wonder what you are, up above the world so high, like a diamond in a pie. Don: That doesn't make much sense, I mean, what's a diamond doing in a pie
saw the times were not a-changing Jim warmed up to the cold hard truth Jim plays piano, a simple weekend warrior At a cozy little mad spot just a few
loving you You?re the only one in this whole damn world that makes me feel that I?m superhuman You?re the only one that gives love its meaning Like a
a man in a vest They won?t relapse no indeed he?s back, my rap flow natural aphrodisiac I?m a key to a user, piano to a dealer, liquor to a alcoholic
to cheerless marshes Hemmed in like a boar between arches Her very lowness with a head in a sling I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a wonderful thing
' on tight to the love we make maybe that's all it takes [ piano ] We've done our share of slamming doors and wondering what we're together for Yes we've been through a
glare There stumbled a miner fresh from the creeks dog dirty and loaded for bear He looked like a man with a foot in the grave and scarcely the strength of a
in with a silence you most could HEAR; With only the howl of a timber wolf, and you camped there in the cold, A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world
if history were no more than a tune on a player piano. But we did not know that then. (He turns the projector as a slow parade begins - a ghostly, silhouetted
mind You a star so baby go on and shine Karina: But what if they be hatin on me? (just shine) making fun of what I'm tryin to be (just shine) What if
't I be like that? Happ knowing what I am, in fact and leaving be? But truth has been obscured, I am only human and I'm always wanting...more. Oh, the world is a
home All you people come an' play on the piano Daylight come an' we wanna go home Let's do it Whoah, listen to a story 'bout a man named Jed A poor
of being a star, But he learnt piano instead of guitar Which in the 90s didn't get you very far So while the other kids were learning Stairway He was the piano