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the nightshift - symmetry lyrics

riddle me this, my brother — can you handle it?
your style to my style, you can’t hold a candle to it
equinox symmetry and the and the balance is right
smokin’ and drinkin’ on a tuesday night
it’s not how you play the game, it’s how you win it
i cheat and steal and sin, and i’m a cynic
for those about to rock, we salute you
the dirty thoughts for dirty minds we contribute to
i once was lost but now i’m found
the music washes over and you’re one with the sound
who shall inherit the earth? the meek shall
i think i’m starting to peak now, al from s.s. decontrol
and the man upstairs, i hope that he cares
if i had a penny for my thoughts, i’d be a millionaire
we’re just three emcees and we’re on the go
shadrach, meshach, abednego

only 24 hours in a day, only 12 notes a man can play
music for all, not just one people
and now we’re gonna bust with the putney swope sequel
more adidas sneakers than a plumber’s got pliers
got more suites than jacoby & meyers
if not for my vices, my bugged-out desires
my year would be good just like goodyear’s tires
so i’m out picking pockets at the atlantic antic
and n0body wants to hear you because your rhymes are so frantic
i mix business with pleasure way too much
you know — wine and women and song and such
i don’t get blue — i got a mean red streak
you don’t pay the band, your friends, yo that’s weak
get even like steven like pulling a rambo
shadrach, meshach, abednego

steal from the rich and i’m out robbing banks
give to the poor and i always give thanks
because i’ve got more stories than j.d.’s got salinger
i hold the t-tle and you are the challenger
i’ve got money like charles d-ckens
got the girlies in the coupe like the colonel’s got the chickens
and i’m always going out dapper like harry s. truman
i’m madder than mad’s alfred e. newman
(never gonna let them say that i don’t love you)
my noggin is hoggin’ all kinds of thoughts
and adam yoggin is yauch and he’s rockin’ of course
smoke the holy chalice, got my own religion
rally round the stage and check the funky dope musicians
like jerry lee swaggart or jerry lee falwell
you love mario andretti cause he always drives his car well
vicious circle of reality since the day you were born
and we love the hot b-tter on what? the popcorn
sippin’ on wine and mackin’
rockin’ on the stage with all the hands clappin’
ride the wave of fate, it don’t ride me
(being very proud to be an m.c.)
and the man upstairs, i hope that he cares
if i had a penny for my thoughts, i’d be a millionaire
amps and crossovers under my rear hood
because the b-ss is bumping from the back of my fleetwood

they tell us what to do? h-ll, no!
shadrach, meshach, abednego

shadrach, meshach, abednego
shadrach, meshach, abednego
shadrach, meshach, abednego
shadrach, meshach, abednego
shadrach, meshach, abednego
shadrach, meshach, abednego
shadrach, meshach, abednego (no)
shadrach, meshach, abednego

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