Lyrics:
Blues Brothers Score

Blue light rain Whoa, unbroken chain Looking for familiar faces In an empty window pane Listening for the secret Searching for the sound But I could

Malik Basset] Malik Blizzunt, Foreign Objects [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Thompson, a.k.a. [B?/Ahmir Thompson] BROther ?uestion, from Square Roots y'all (yeah, ha-hah) [BROther

And score and draw mad blood from a whore Then I burn an MC up like a burnt english muffin Brothers always puffin in but ain't sayin nuthin To a smooth brother

Hey think, think about what you're trying to do to me Baby, think, let your mind go, let yourself be free People walking around everyday, playing games that they can score

heaven is falling You promised me a new day dawning Well, nothing here looks new to me But a score of mothers' sons Caught between the devil and the deep blue

, true in deed Little Brother on the mic About to rock it for you It's for you, oh oh, oh oh It's time to settle the score Little Brother on the mic

spring sauce, of the true origin Who would score, the wizard of war Came in best man was a god damn dinosaur No more jungle-like living, from the Blue

your little bitty fight You're drunk and broken hearted And it's twelve o'clock at night And you ain't got a dime in your old blue jeans But by god you

is known as the Basehead The lowest of lowest of all elements that exist And the sad thing is, this particular element is me brudda Brother, brother oh brother