Tuesday At 4 Lyrics & Chords By Yah Mos

Steve walks warily down the street, With the brim pulled way down low Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet, Machine guns ready to go Are you ready, Are you ready for this ...read more

She was the older of the two dogs, no the newer of the two tricks. He, the horse that ate salt for half a century that the house can't get to drink. She photographs like cleopatra...read more

with a slanderous portrayal of time, the statuet of limitations will run, precious seconds slip and slide while we polish and shine all the awards we've won. we wont move mountains...read more

This bitter installment It traces the lines on your face Left with another image Insuring another hatred Another hatred for the pleasure Tragic for such a placement I've...read more

Trap Snap my skin Trap Scissors cut the seam Cage Limb from limb Cage Now the sand flows in Snap my skin Scissors cut the seam Limb from limb, now the sand flows in Life...read more