LET IT FLOW We got ice in the fridge Cold drinks comin' up Hurry on over Bring some glasses or cups Make yourself at home Turn the music up loud The
chances that can burn up your life And you hang in the balance 'cause nobody cares I've seen your ways, they're going nowhere Break out the jack, you could've been a rolling stone
re closer now and said enough Is it not me, am I not rolled into your crush? The road you chose unloads control See it take me so go on throw this stone
on my door Say he's looking for some girl who lived here Twenty-seven years ago The radio in the kitchen is playing 'Papa Was A Rolling Stone' And as
than the moon You called up in the sky You called up in the clouds Is there something you forgot to tell me... tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell
not too dumb to see A manager of schools of thought Parasites who scheme I'm writing up the holocaust Of all those broken dreams Rock & roll Babylon
Back at the lab a, crack's bagged up Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if they have to Senoritas, fuckin' up a storm buyin' guards margaritas Suckin' his dick, up
Dutch mountains. In the Dutch mountains - mountains -. I met a woman in a valley of stone She was painting roses on the walls of her hame. And the moon is
Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby, Can't buy a thrill. Well, I've been up all night, baby, Leanin' on the window sill. Well, if I die On top of the hill
and then the moon One of them will be here soon Slipping away Slipping away Drifting away Slipping away Just as you have touched my heart I wake up
And spruce up the facts We'd go straight to the moon Planting the seeds And then watching them bloom But isn't it strange What gets thrown up Comes
Roll away the stone, let me breathe again She waves her hand with a touch of style He can't believe it's about to end Ah, but she knows the words of the
of the universe, selecting me in time I'm falling down upon the earth, and singing truth in rhyme If I was a rolling stone, I'd roll until I'm Through
to talk to him Hit 'em up, Hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em up hit 'em up I ain't even wanna hit 'em but I hit 'em up (*Gun shot*) I tried to talk
Back at the lab a, crack's bagged up Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if they hafta Senoritas, fuckin up a storm buyin guards margaritas Suckin his dick, up
closer now And said enough Is it not me? Am I not rolled into your crush? The road you choose Unloads control See it take me so Go on throw this stone
Ascension maintained Rolling through like a burning flame Like a super nova star She be the light When they in the dark Morning The moon pass the sun Four constellations start forming Across up
talk-show ho The grown up who showed up drunk with his own cup stoned as fuck Who can tell me that this poem is luck? Does it amaze me? "NO!" Does it