Lletres:
Broken Cord

alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge One dose of my feroc hand held trigga cuts Acapella spittin' shell paralyzed when you get touched And critical, mic cords, hangin' like umbilical Cords

When I first splashed out the water, it was all wet Covered in blood, mama covered with sweat The umbilical cord wrapped around my neck Chokin' me, doctor

The wicked clowns and Bushwick Bill are lost in space Out there The car broke down and she was like, "Honey, get the flash light" Still one in the dash

't broke, we papered up He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up

hard to figure out Why I am never too far from the floor? You can only take me up and down I've got to move forward So I've cut the cord It's broken

and none of the blame I came home to an empty flat She'd left me a note and taken the cat The cord that they knotted to keep us apart Could never be broken

there is no other you dawn comes down to your room sing song blacking up my blue the floor's a mess of cords track number four could use some more if it takes a broken

once you might as well die now It's only fair to warn I was born with a set of horns And metaphors attached to my damn umbulical cord Warlord of

sneaker boxes, riches hidden between the walls The hood agony, I'm one of the few who ever understood tragedy Batteries not included in my music or holding up my spinal cord