a three-way It's not gay when it's in a three-way With a honey in the middle there's some leeway The area's grey in a one, two, three-way Normally,
guys My name is Madchild I put the fear in your eyes [Prevail] Grey skys, disguise my chariot Ill ??????? to mezmorize the arrogant Clear the area, and
got Lucky Hands with me GZA: You got soul, R&B, classics? All that shit right? RZA: Yeah... Grey Ghost right in front of me right now Grey Ghost
indecision's yours to see I have these words to say But they don't come til you're away All I want to do is define The grey areas yours and mine Mind
say they so yay and no they couldn't even work on Labor day. It aint that they black or white, their hands of area in shades of grey. I'm West side
it true how can it be hidden under my bed something's creeping up my bed strange people strange places change their feelings change their faces shades of grey
I have other words like gorilla, parakeet, giraffe,and also.....monkey" Your crew got high blood pressure, you still bite on pork chops As I strike in your area
heavens circle of sand Of Area 51 and 57, separate the schoolkid and reveal the reptilian I seen the CIA transform into the species of Greys The Sabbath
hands with me Gza: you got soul, r&b, classics? all that shit right? Rza: yeah... grey ghost right in front of me right now Grey ghost standing right
Slip Capone] In L.A. ya dress cordial, accordin to the area ya goin to Ya might need to where a black khaki suit standin in grey and blue Ya never know
order the cannonballs (Mars attacksssss) We have high demands column to this pigeon ankle And boomeranging' our harvest; 51st area sickness Not a threat, an area
A dirty grey skyscraper - One of thousands in this area No one knows each other No one knows About the bestial rituals of Sendi KANNIBAL RITUAL KANNIBAL
's and dirtfeelers have been sighted So people don't trip and cause mass hysteria There's a skunky funky smell in the roswell area 51 ships have landed
a trip, a trap, a S trip Inside your mouth like a slimy goo In the 80's the SM were my adolesence Midori, Eri, Ai and Jun Those shaded areas were unnecessary
chorus] One day I'ma die, mama don't cry Ain't no heaven up in the sky One day I'ma fade away And set the world on fire, watch the sky turn grey 2x I
Chicago's wind, Butter's soft in the Benz and the 9 hold 10, As time keep's tickin', I'm Chevrolet dippin', Navy blue swede seats with the grey strip
's eyes. Forever part of a sleep- ing world, waiting for him to come. Lost dreams of childhood forgotten like hope. These lives are grey stones made for
remind you this is a no-smoking area two rubber shoes and leave me tonight at the side of the road rack dust dogdust rubber glove part rat so much brown and grey