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Today I'll talk about kindnessJustice, faith, and kindnessI want you to listen carefullyKindness and faith, are the foundationWithout them, we can't become good peopleAnd with justice, we know we can lead a good lifeAnd how can I be a good man then, eh?Huh... well, first of all, you have to practice honesty Mmm?Keep your temper, never lose control of yourself Keep controlBe patient, if you learn to do thesethings, you can master anything[ Chorus: sample of "Gypsy Woman" by Curtis Mayfield ]Out of nowhere, there came a caravanThis was around a campfire lightA lovely woman in motionHer hair was as dark, as the night[ Method Man ]Cruisin on the interstate, just follow while I innovateToo many try and imitate, medallion like a dinner plateFront and get your dinner ate,chinchilla for the winter, waitI'm tryin to bring the "Sexy Back"with Timbaland and TimberlakeSpittin like a calico, kush from a Cali hoeTell that joker "tally ho", put shots in that Denali yoRZA you know how we go on them 20's, that's how we rollAnd I don't eat berries but eat a Berry like Halle thoughThe game criminal, my, my chain figaroMy, my dame's pigeon-toed, I'm still the same nigga thoughUh, kid rock a fitted low, still got a wicked flowAnd I'm like Barry Bonds on anything that RZA throwOn anything that RZA throw, Ironman's invisible[ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org&J7qQ ]I left my chick for cheatin on me,now that bitch is miserablePoppin bottles, paintin hella Wallo's on my physicalWe gon' have a ball, might as well pick a testiclePurple haze festivals, smoke a nigga like a bowlFuck a coma, now the state you layin is a vegetableYou wanna see me? Like you ain't checkable?You like a CD, I burn you and I wrecked a few...[ Chorus - last line only "Her hair" ][ kung-fu sample - over Chorus ]Only God, has lept into avenged mindAnd can distinguish, good, from evil Ha ha ha ha[ RZA ] Aiyyo Cappa!![ Cappadonna ]We gotta get more cake together, so we could branch outPreserve land, get a boat and a ranch houseCall me a dreamer, but I hustle for realYou thought that I fell off but now I'm attackin the fieldAll in Chicago, grindin, puttin it downCrush blocks of MC's, I ain't playin aroundYo you heard me on The Bassment, givin it to 'emFake dudes hidin theyself, but I could see through 'emDiggler, what? I'm tryin to live and raise kidsWhile you throwin up ya sign, I'm layin 'em down kidPlus I'm back home now, doin my thingThirty dollars to Medina just to cop me a ring"Out of.. out of.. out of.. out of.."[ kung-fu sample - over Chorus ]A good friend, holds his drinkBad company makes bad wine!Drinking among friendsRed wine means a good lifeA few drinks bring comfortTwo drinks are enough!Money can't buy courage!Riches mean nothing to us!Brilliant, a display of genius