Two sheets to the wind in a taxi
Two feet to the wind in the backseat
Two beeps to the car in front of us
Or one of us ending up wrapped round
the chassis (These rhymes)
Thinking 'bout these rhymes,
but a microphone and (Microphone)
Took me round the world and bought me
I've seen all these other crew's
Might not ever get a damn thank you
But they're sure 'nough gonna get a you're
Matter fact, I ain't leaving (No)
I was here first and I don't
listening to Primo and Chino and Thirstin
And missing out on being there for people
We don't bleed when we're hurting
We wear our heart on our sleeve and I'm
That we'll feel the burden till we call it curtains,
Light inside the core that can
It's the writing on the wall; light
It's 1994, five mic's in The Source
It's a mighty; mighty roar from
the crowd and of course, it's
To cool down my face with some
Looking out to a crowd full of lighters
You'll see me walking out
Two sheets on a surface of water
Loose- leaf writing worthless and torn up
If I could do these words justice
Every kid that never got one mention
Every little bit of love or affection
And all good things must come
'Cause I swore to the day this is
Nothing more than a flawed
And if I walk away with nothing
well let me tell you something
Do you feel me? (I'm gone)
And I'd be lying if I said
For my life for my friends
It's been a ride but there's
That I'd thought I'd lose sight
when the effort was so painful
But rap gave me such inspired dreams
In fact maybe touched my life when things
Got a little crazy and nobody would pay me
The ends that plainly justified the means
At last I can see we've all been blind
It's hard to believe that all this time
That I wore my heart on my sleeve
for this art and the scene
Gonna be hard when I leave that all behind
To cool down my face with some
Looking out to a crowd full of lighters
You'll see me walking out
To cool down my face with some
Looking out to a crowd full of lighters
You'll see me walking out
Low winter sun, light the dawn in gold
Though when it's done night is on us all
Nowhere to run, writings on the wall
So when it come, rise before we fall
Low winter sun, light the dawn in gold
Broken and done dying on us all
Nowhere to run, writings on the wall
So when it comes, rise, rise,
To cool down my face with some
Looking out to a crowd full of lighters
You'll see me walking out