الأغاني:
Madnees

He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way. He had a boogie style that no one else could play. He was the top man at his craft, but then his number

Here comes the rose, looking mighty fine. Here comes ol' nancy, walking right in time. Here comes the stripper, bringing on the night. Here come the boys

Well, I'm leavin' my family, leavin' all my friends My body's at home, but my heart's in the wind Where the clouds are like headlines upon a new front

If you only knew I'm hanging by a thread, the web I spin for you If you only knew I'd sacrifice my beating heart before I lose you I still hold onto

death come The black son in the ghetto section The light protect them from the iron weapon This is madness... [Chorus: Killah Priest] This is madness, this is madness

prepare your mind for my lifeline And meet the new Queen of Royal Badness Latifah has the spirit so head for the water And dive into the wrath of my madness

let me in I I I I'm in the madness (Lost soul) I'm deep within the madness I I I I'm in the madness (Lost soul) I'm deep within the madness Where do I

I'm caught in the grip of the city madness I'm caught in the grip of the city madness I'm caught in the grip of the city madness I'm caught in the grip

's all I'm dreaming of And now you call it madness But I call it love You made a promise, to be faithful By all the stars up above Now you call it madness