[Newspaper Newspaper Newspaper]

I welcomed everybody I invited to the crib.

It was good to finally see them

So I asked them how they been [fine]

They answered fine but worried about the changing time

I served them tea and then I kicked an herbal rhyme

Disciples got me paranoid I can't avoid

The scriptures got me down as the paperboy [paper paper]

So as I travel through stone sand and gravel,

I pay no mind to babble, gossip and what have you.

'Cause who would want to tamper with the book of rhmes pages? [pages]

Whatever had been written shall be shown to all stages [stages]

My destiny was fatal so I played it to the utmost, [utmost]

The daily news came, but it wasn't the New York Post.

Hallelujah, a baby is born, her name is Dijon

Now that's a sign and symbol that it won't be long

It was the

book of rhyme, book of rhyme, book of rhyme pages (x3}

Some see the end, but then some see nothing

The pages keep on turning and my DJ keeps on cutting.

My constant high on life combats stress and strife,

But there always comes a time when you must sacrifice

So my cells ripidy pop as the lovely lyrics drop

I'm never going back; I'm over stocked with stock

Cops and thiefs both practice same beliefs

So I run and make my own

So I don't need grief

Now I'm shakin' the rhythm up

I always drop chance

Cause in cups chance on gettin' goin' down

Chance on gettin' goin' up

Fun and games need not be played

Cause you make the wrong move and you will get slayed

Confused by thevoices of your spiritual choices

The jungle is a place that holds a many of forces.

Good and evil

Ragged and regal

So read bo