the road sings me to sleep Maybe you stay with me And I will give you songs, you can keep I wonder, why just a little I'm always wanting something more? Life is a riddle
(mark spiro/micheal smotherman) Down came a blackbird Set on a fence Talkin' in riddles Makin' no sense Cause she's gone You're baby's gone Down came
and test well The next one gets hung and chip of a chisel I'm making chicks sizzle There's no question to the way I rip the riddle I'm awesome, I bring
got it if you're special With a dapper toe tapper when a lot's goin' on (And ain't a damn thing happenin') The answer to the riddle is me and here's the
Kinda tells you what the song is going to be But I love to know just what I' m going to do I am in the middle In the middle of a riddle Just wondering
the lights off...just lay back Really gotta get in the zone for this one Feel every word...just lay back [Prophet] Lay back and let me riddle my flows
purple and yellow But first I gotta bang, bang the boogie to the boogie Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie Let's rock, you don't stop Rock the riddle
faint to me Time has come thank god for words. A thousand threats I?ve heard before And tore your words like to ... It?s a paradox, a mystery, a riddle
You know the type of girl that walks in front of you and makes your jaw drop? She talks in riddles, and sort of tickles your soft spot You see her in
will follow Meet me in that dim-lit room in the light from that tender moon we reach the heaven And I will take you where you may crack the riddles in
manipulation So you'll look alive Are you automatic What turns you on Buttons and switches Or lovers and songs Lover, I've been wasting my time Riddling
man whenever he can I need a song, but the spring is for sowing A word to the wise that the earth must provide A tune to untangle the riddle of growing
simpleton And some of your friends thinks it's really unsound That you're ever seen talking to me Well, I don't know how to write a big hit song And
Lawnge is laying tracks Now I won't dally your fiddle Give ya more than bits and kibble Or is it kibbles and bits that became hits Now there's a riddle
world I want to live in Not a cell or a prison or in hell's Armageddon Just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle We know the riddles of
out the door you can't walk back in We gotta find a way to solve it, think about our kids 'Cause they in the middle, you wanna sing that song? You want
's cove) If you answer this riddle, the esophogous will let you pass. (Catatafish's riddle will soon be told) Hang on Lemmiwinks, you solved the Catatafish's riddle
to fuckin' blow You know it, you know it What's the name of the song? Explosivo Don't know what it's about But it's good to riddle I am not one of