the grey robed monks. The vestal virgins, wheel the wyvern's in. Let the ceremony. Consecrate the marriage. Let me be the protege. Of five magics. Give me alchemy. Give me sorcery. Give me
We're the dukes of rhythm. We're the monks of move. Take that journey with them Falling into the groove. Here's the last reminder. Of the bygone days Music power. In the early hours. And jazz
Afghan rebel. That the Moscow bullets missed. Ask him what he thinks of voting communist. Ask the Dalai Lama in the hills of Tibet. How many monks did the Chinese get?. In a war torn swamp stop any
sufferin' abu ghraib. Demonstratin' monks fightin' for a brighter day. Hell on earth guantanamo bay. Lord send us a sign because we got to obey. Chorus. I am lost in my life. I am lost in my life. You can
P. L. O. style Buddha monks with the owls. P. L. O. style Buddha monks with the owls. P. L. O. style Buddha monks with the owls. P. L. O. style Here comes the ruckus the motherfucking ruckus
Utopian hermit monks. Side saddle on the Golden Calf. And on their promises of paradise. You will not hear a laugh. All except inside the Gates of Eden. . Relationships of ownership. They whisper in
Utopian hermit monks. Side saddle on the Golden Calf. And on their promises of paradise. You will not hear a laugh. All except inside the Gates of Eden. . Relationships of ownership. They whisper in
!. With a couple of sick patients for your bitch ass. Krs Watch out!. Yeahhh!. . Verse One Hurricane G, Redman. The Hurricane G is the ultimate funk, pop the trunk. (Hoo-hah!! Wild like Shaolin monks