Belly - Street Cathedral lyrics

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Ninety-nine problems with a hundred dreams
Quarter million dirty only worth
About a hundred clean night vision
All I'm seeing is the color green
Life is just a black and white
Movie on a colored screen
Two Verizons, dreamin' 'bout a new horizon
My wave got 'em scuba divin'
The new Poseidon
Bury my truth, that's layers of proof
Tiramisu
My only fear is that you're scared to be you
When your true colors showin'
You show up out of the blue
Dressed black as the night
Guess you've been mournin' me too
Come through I save a morning or two
Please pray for me mama
My karma carries a flu
So what's a snake to a charmer
That spends too much on designer
Can you tell me the truth? Can you
Tell me why my foes in cahoots
Life sentence, every sentence is life
Fuck love
I can never get the sentiment right
Man, fuck it

Primo, it's the chemo, you know
Feel like Nino, feel like Nicky in Casino
You know feel like Paulie, cuttin'
Garlic, drinkin' vino, you know
Or maybe Remo movin' millions down in Reno
You know street cathedral

Half the shit I'm buyin' I
Don't want for real (I don't even want it)
I copped a Ghost so I can haunt the hills
(Skrt)
I swear sometimes I feel possessed by it
Sex, drugs, that's the best diet
A millionaire can still be poor as shit
A broke man can still be more than rich
I know that more exists
I took the purple pill from
Morpheus and Laurence Fish
Burn, flame retardant
My brain won't entertain the
Fuckin' pain department
I remember watchin' everybody leave
Scrapin' up some weed just to
Breathe in that same apartment
Trying to kill the pain with some Percocets
Pop two more before they
Even started workin' yet
Cold, denim jacket was my only cover
Same year they got my father
And my older brother
Women lie and try to say
That I'm their only lover
If I could only love them
Damn, I tell her try it
On a different sucker
I get high and start thinkin' of her

Primo, it's the chemo, you know
Feel like Nino, feel like Nicky in Casino
You know feel like Paulie, cuttin'
Garlic, drinkin' vino, you know
Or maybe Remo movin' millions down in Reno
You know street cathedral

Berlin Benz's custom leather need designo
Big green, Lou Ferrigno you lose the signal
There's no connection
Got your soul collected
But now you rose from the
Ashes of the smokin' section like

Primo, it's the chemo, you know
Feel like Nino, feel like Nicky in Casino
You know feel like Paulie, cuttin'
Garlic, drinkin' vino, you know
Or maybe Remo movin' millions down in Reno
You know street cathedral