Stepping Into Line
I didnt want to,
Leave you behind,
But your clothes werent stepping,
Into line.
Too much self pity,
Not enough nitty griity
And just when you were looking pretty
Pretty boring, pretty drab, out of date, colors bad,
You should know it stays the same.
No individuals things ever change.
But oif its new, its in the past.
Everything goes by so fast.
Upstaged by the supporting cast.
Dont ask the girlfreind to throw it away,
It'll be in fashion by next Friday,
Hoping our clothes have something say
Take It Away!
haha...
The in vogue clock goes spinning round
Space age fasion lifts off the ground
Just accept the new faith
Try and look common place
Instead of looking out of place
But cant you see I'm staying still, that rich little bastards made me Ill,
Ill, ILL!
We recommend: Street of Dreams
[Evidence]
Feel the pressure...
Yo you better plan ahead, gather your thoughts
I'm not gonna be the one wit no chair when the music stops
The Orange Agent, has just moved to your block
And gone headhunting, blame Herbie Hancock
Hard to get at, yo vocally serious
Never stress myself out, treat songs like interludes
Drum patterns are primative
Evidence, the derivitive
Of what the late '80s and early '90s had to give
Dilated Peoples, far from tentative
Caress this microphone, stay home and take your sedative
Yo I k