Madame Giry, thank you - may I have your attention, please? As you know, for some weeks there have been rumours of my Imminent retirement. I can now
could endure.... I, at once endeavoured to see Her again Stirring from midnight's inertia Knowing not even her name On a thin precipice over carnal abyss I danced
sleep, and wicked I work you niggaz out like physics, I blast out from the heart of Brooklyn, like an arrow, just stick to my point It's narrow, I shoot