. Please run to me. I'll be waiting: For you to arrive. Run from me. Far from me. The stars in the hazy heavens tremble above you. While he is whispering
, I am living alone. Death seems to keep on being postponed. The world is, the world is turning fast. All I do is lift the spells you've cast. This silence is
. Can you hear the sound? It's the dawn of a new age. Where kids put lyrics, to notebook page. Put that journal away. What are you crying for? Everything
I'll hide from my memories and wonder if you will remember me. The way things worked out left me broken. Let's play, show and tell. This is my epidemic
know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle. Dance, Bum rush the
m nothin' but a cancer to us When really I'm a Virgo and the truest Form to be true is all you ask but I'm foolish So your girlfriend is provokin'
's a must for you to get crushed So don't rush to get dat' change You'd besta wake on up and take a look inside this frame For everything ain't everything
'em out in a rap or up in a chorus To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is To have Runyan Avenue, soldiers up in our corners
Over the treetops high High in the sky A trip is a fall To fall is to trip She changes how she feels About things, that's okay It works for me I think
gonna do? Rap is not afraid of you Beat is for Sonny Bono, beat is for Yoko Ono Run-DMC first said a deejay could be a band Stand on it's own feet,
I took a walk down 4th avenue when i saw it A red line in the concrete Leading somewhere out of sight Something compelled me to stop So i jumped over
a broken world that changes every day But inside Sarah's head everything's okay Sarah Saturday, you radiate And nothing in this world is wrong Sarah Saturday, like a
clock is passin' through, (Whoo) Hit the sand is the only other task to do, (True) You know my fan base is international, Their fan base is only within an avenue
[Intro - Da Kurlzz] What! Yo, this is Da Kurlzz, bitch! We ain't just a gang, motherfucker, but a way of life! Yo check it! This is my boy, Tha Producer
dice and the horses Jobless, so I’m a hope for the armed forces Go to church but they tease us Wit’ a picture of a blue-eyed jesus They used to call
had to get behind a nigga like me They must thind I'm a gee they both walk up with the g. l. o. c. (Freeze! There was a robbery and the nigger looked
m.i.c. at a west end avenue at 63 the beginning of a leap year, february, ’96 with a guitar picked up in the mix i committed to the licks like a
continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue. Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a
