Yeah, Gilla (Right now, right now, right now) (Right now, right now, right now) Yeah, Gilla (Right now, right now, right now) (Right now, right now,
so on (Well all rite cha) Yo yo Is funk doc up in the house? (Well all rite cha) Yo yo Hot nix up in the house? (Well all rite cha) Bricks to stat' hold
you see right thru me how do you do that shit how do you do that shit how do you do that shit how do you how do you how do you how do you how do you you
from the gallows You feel the cold of the stone below your feet now your sorrow is complete Have your last meal water and bread as the last rites are
a rite of passage for the everyman To a higher ground To a brighter light To a promised land You can feel the power Of the master's hand It's a rite
dismay tra-lu-ai-lay, Speak up for the right of man. [ chorus ] Speak up, speak up, speak up for the rite of man. Speak up, speak up, speak up for the rite
I was locked all day, in the summer heat, in a small brown house, in suburban street, with a skateboard and my shit guitar, i'd dream all day that
Summer's gone, the years have past My friends did change, a few did last Smallest dream, pushed a side The largest one that changes my life
Cut, cut, cut Cutting myself down to pieces Too hard on myself it would seem That everyone could see myself worth beneath I'll take a stand devise plans
Gathered for a sacred rite Subconscious minds allied Call upon immortals Call upon the oldest ones to intercede Rid us of our human waste Cleanse our
I'm surrounded by darkness, I'm dying in my bed I don't know if I'm going to survive I open up my eyes but it's so hard to see My last rites I don't
With this right of passage, cruel twist of fate With every turn of every card I never see Until it's too late, the deed is done and leaves me Wondering
It's more than love And it's less than love Its what I give to you. All there is is the knowing that this never had to end. All there is to know
All through a life And through the lives that came before The ties that bind to blind Of those that came before I'm looking back And in looking back
I'm going down, going down, deeper than inside --the world is my fuse-- And once inside gonna tear till there's nothing left to find And you wonder
Drink deep, it's just a taste, and it might not come this way again, I believe in moments, transparent moment, moments in grace when you've got to stake
Maybe what you've seen isn't part of me at all It must belong to someone, but not to me Maybe I was too quick - too quick to turn my head But I had
