look for this oil well gushin' Where do you look for this candle that's glowin' Where do you look for this hope that you know is there And out there
look for this oil well gushin' Where do you look for this candle that's glowin' Where do you look for this hope that you know is there And out there somewhere
"For those that know me..." [Rakim] "For those that know me..." "For those that know me..." "For those that know me, indeed I like to flow" [Encore]
me The pyramids can hold me So now a contest is what you owe me Pull out your beats pull out your cuts Give us a mic, whatup And we goin tear shit up
eyes In his far away eyes The smell of the wax on the wooden floor Mixture of polish and soap No children to fear or to play with Rows of empty hooks for
endure She spoke typical things and gave of herself freely I started freaking out as I convulsed during oral sex Concerned for me, she held me and I laugh at those tears, for
the dopest hits [CHORUS] [VERSE 3] Here's some inspiration for all you slackers I used to work in the mailroom, pushin cars for bastards They had the nicest muthafucka changin water