, give it all to charity Love is what I got, it's within my reach Yeah, and the sublime style's still straight from long beach It all comes back to you
I could hardly tell it's you My dear old friend Can't believe you're here, old friend After all this time So glad you came You look sublime You look
double chin and a plastic smile Well, her heart raced as he walked in the door And took an empty seat next to her at the bar My brand new car is parked right
Way, way, way back days, the year, 1983 Had to get a job, had to make some mon-ne-ne Picked up a pen and a pad, droppes reality Never thinking that I
'll now I'll be there. My day will come I know someday I'll be the only one. Call me selfish, call it what you like I think it's right. To want someone
night "Yes Sir", leads to good press Sir And takes a girl pretty far So now my name's in lights about the title Or it's not on the dotted line On the back
' so well in the game Talkin' Fab, back when he was still spellin' his name On my Diddy shit, Memphis Grizzly shit Like back in the day when Clue swiped
I thought I had a great job Back when niggas loved the culture, wasn't in it for the money like a A-Rod Even when I'm spittin bout current events Its a sublime
and lost and always pulling back to the middle your mind is victimized, baptized, chastised, ostracized being cool is a compromise i'm going out of my way to put you back
But being born now was my mistake I've passed the buckaroo I'd say you're right No chance why fight? Why be a cowboy star Hump back Brahmas lovely
you learned"? And to your left, your right, your left, your right It's to your left, your right, your left, your right To your left, your right, your
m true to the rhyme We do the sublime, crackin' yo' backbone, attackin' you wack clones Vernacular right and exact, capital rap zone That come back verbal
say that I spend too much time with my mind in an unconscious state But how can there be harm in your arms in the dreams I create What is right, what
your money, give it all to charity Love is what I got, it's within my reach And the Sublime style's still straight from Long Beach It all comes back
of my mind Slap my face on, and then I feel sublime Put some sounds on to unwind Caught the moment just about the right time I've got to get back to
to the extreme Unconscious tricked me like a lawyer Save some wine sublime and a prayer Destination unknown Invasion like a nervous election Orbiting a 24-track Waiting for saturn to come back
' drop by de college to receive an honorary degree! Thing-fish: You lyin', boy! dey givin' degrees in 'tater husbandry' back de ol' alma-motta! Evil
're right, mr. thing-fish, but you'll have to admit...this is a rather awkward situation! Harry: That's right! stage-craft is one thing, but this is
