Like a man without a future like a chalk without a slate. Like a jail without a jailer like a bird without a mate. Like a song without a title like a morning without dew.
Too long I've been, denying myself. Hostage to thoughts on somebody else. And all the while you have been wishing to. Love on me. . Mixed feelings and misgivings.
Nineteen ninety, Chubb Rock jumps upon the scene. With a lean and a pocket full of green. The green doesn't symbolize I made it on the top. But Robo Cop last year was a shock.