Tricky :
I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stьssy
Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Isms and schisms, we're living on a skelter
If you believe I'll deceive common sense says you are thief
Let me take you down the corridors of my life

Tricky and Martina:
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference
No need to answer 'till

Tricky:
I take further evidence
I seem to need a reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say,
I'm a good neighbour, I trudge,
So judge me for my labour,
Lobotomy ensures my good behavior
The constant struggle ensures my insanity
Passing the indifference ensures the struggle for my family
We're hungry, beware of our appetite
Distant drums bring the news of a kill tonight
The kill which I share with my passengers
We take our fill, take our fill, take a feel

I stand firm for a soil
I lick a rock off foil
So reduce me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stьssy
Confused by different memories,
Details of Asian remedies
Conversations, of what's become of enemies
My brain thinks bomb-like,
So I listen he's a calm type
As I grow
And as I grow, I grow collective
Before the move sit on the perspective
Mr Quail's in the crevice
And watches from the precipice
Imperial passage
Heat from the sun someday slowly passes,
Until then, you have to live with yourself
Until then, you have to live with yourself
I stand firm for a soil
Lick a rock off foil
So reducee me, seduce me,
Dress me up in Stьssy

Martina :
Hell is round the corner where I shelter
Isms and schisms, we're living a skelter
If you believe I'll deceive and common sense says you are the thief
Let me take you down the corridors

Tricky :
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like, bomb-like, bomb-like
My brain thinks bomb-like,
Beware of our appetite