sportsmen lay their purses Bet on Stewball, my boy, and you might win, oh, you'll win Bet on Stewball, my boy, and you might win Oh, the trumpet it
in jazz I saw the genius come out of the bottle freakin' out the old man in the candystore a sad eyed jazz-cat tried to sell his trumpet whatever the
lightning strikes and thunder pounds Over the grey skies of east London town Prophecy K returns from the underground Signified by the people's cryin' trumpet
A tiger always walks at night and marks his prey while everything's still He waits until it's unaware and then he strikes and makes his kill That's the
crazy man who understand Socrates Believe anything you want and it has to come true Jumps saw a tiger jump a cow over the moon H to the A to the double R Y The sound of his trumpet
say, that I'm about to explode? My last crazy episode was during nematode "Disguising his microbiotics.." that was dope Well it goes without saying like old folks, continue Okay Tiger
strikes and thunder pounds, Over the grey skies of East London town, Prophecy K returns from the underground, Signified by the peoples crying, trumpet
Adam eats and digs and Eve craves more truth Snakes and graves and serpents and monuments Of leaves and garden refuse spilling out like tigers at any
Check the repertoire, if you read between the fine lines of life and death, niggaz dyin, strugglin for they last breath You hear the sound of the trumpet
say, that I'm about to explode? My last crazy episode was during (?)nematode(?) "Disguising his microbiotics.." that was dope Well it goes without saying like old folks, continue Okay Tiger
a crazy man who understand Socrates Believe anything you want and it has to come true Jumps saw a tiger jump a cow over the moon H to the A to the double R Y The sound of his trumpet
the repertoire, if you read between the fine lines of life and death, niggaz dyin, strugglin for they last breath You hear the sound of the trumpet blow