She Screams Lyrics By Tricky

Live at the Phoenix in Toronto 1-6-97 All vocals by Tricky
I am a tricky
Think about guns
[I'm two and i'm next]
I sat upon a [furnace]
Boys like girls
Girls like toys
I sat around and [go]
Tell me if i'm lyin' (up/on/uh) x3
Tell me if i'm x2
I love a tricky
Think what a girl is
And between the mens
I sat upon a [pearl is]
Boys like girls
Girls like toys
'N I sat around and [go]
Tell me if i'm lyin' [on]
I sat around and [go] x3
Tell me if i'm lyin' on
Leave you hanging on the telephone
Why you want to dial him?
I need you
I love you like a brother
We were separated at birth
You were brought up by another
Seperation
Makes me weak
I step upon your tongues
You wanna shoot me when i speak
And turn the other cheek
And shout above my cheekbone
And now my (families/family is)
[Get dialing tones]
She screams
Stop you're scarin me
But i ask
How much you think it cost to bury me
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from shaolin
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from shaolin
I'm english
Let me finish
I'm english
She Screams X3
She screams
Stop you're scarin' me
When i ask
How much you think it cost to bury me
Stop your howlin'
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from Shaolin
I'm not from Shaolin
Stop your howlin'
I'm not from Shaolin
Stop your howlin'
Stop your howlin'
She screams X3
When I ask how much you think it cost to bury me
She screams X3
How much you think it cost to bury me
Stop your howlin X3
I'm not from...
Stop your howlin'
Stop your
There's something i thought you don't understand
Take my hand
I give
So don't be negative
You don't feel the
Cos you (fill/feel) yourself
You're stuck up in your own head
I (leave/live) that til i'm dead
What do i think
I think instinct
(Is inbred/Isn't bred)
They treat me like an animal
They breed me like an animal x2
I eat my manimals x3
So i'm a fucking cannibal
We die cos they sell guns x3
She screams x3
Stop you're scaring me
When i ask
How much you been cost to bury me
Stop your howlin
I'm not from shaolin
And stop your howlin x3
I give
So don't be negative
I give
So don't be negative
I give
So don't be negative
It's not [my boot] you don't understand x3
Take my hand
I give
Don't be
Neg-
-Ative
You don't feel the
Cos you fill yourself x3
I eat that til I'm dead x2
What do i think?
I think instinct
Is it bred
Is inbred
What do i think
I think instinct
Is inbred
The breed me like an animal x3
Is inbred
What do i think
I think instinct
Inbred
Inbred
They treat me like an animal
They breed me like an animal x2
Inbred
They breed me like a
We die cos they...sell guns
My microphone weighs tons
Go and change
Change the music X3
[note:these last four lines seem to be instructions to the band]

Money Greedy Lyrics By Tricky

Trample on my
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Trample on my soul
Money greedy
Money greedy
I trust you over all
The way you brake my heart
The way you trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
Kill me with a quickness
Money greedy
I trust you over all
Money greedy
I trust you over all
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime
I be dead when I'm strong
Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime je tombe
I be dead when I'm strong
I love I fall
It's a crime how I crawl
Oh my lover
... Allright
You can love her
You can love me the same time
I grin and bear it
I grin and bear it
You can't compare it
Marathons of comparisons
The "T" to the "R" to the "icky"
You can't get close
Brag the I boast
What have I got to boast about
Ghetto traps didn't trap me, I got out
Security social
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
Standing in government lines
I take what's mines
I take what's mines
We know
Money greedy
I love you over all
Money greedy
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
You trample on my soul
Kill me with a quickness
I guess it's strictly business
You kill me with a quickness
I guess it's strictly business
Remember we used to sit in the brits
Never won any awards
That's not what we used to look towards
Money greedy
Tricola-ola
Donde este bien je t'aime je tombe
Comparison
Trample on my soul
Marathon
Comparison
Can't get close
Brag when I boast
What have I got to boast about
Ghetto traps didn't trap me I got out
Standing in government lines
I take what's mines
Money greedy
I trust you over all
Money greedy
Didn't trap me I got out
Ghetto traps didn't trap me I got out
Standing in government lines
I take what's mines
Tricola-bola
Tricola-ola
I love you over all
You trample on my soul
I trust you over all
I trust you over all
Never come back
The ???
Yeah we know I ???
I can see through you
I can't need the ???tions
... stations
'Cause I ....
??? vibrations x4
Kill me
???
Where's my ???
Now my ???

Psychosis Lyrics By Tricky

( Repeated throughout: He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ )
Tricky :
When will it ever end?
See it in the face again
Space trace the alien
And he shall be called Adrian
So it seems I'm the devil's son
Outta breath and on the run
Jesus christ don't wanna be me
First you burn then try to see me
When will it ever end?
See it in the face again
Space space trace the alien
Space trace the alien X2
And he shall be called Adrian
So it seems I'm the devil's son
Outta breath and on the run
Jesus christ don't wanna be me
First you burn then try to see me
First you burn X2
You need to breath and there's a sequal
When I rock there is no equal
And you need to breath and there's a sequal
When I rock there is no equal
When I slide divided it becomes
(Repeated throughout : He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ )
Grim Reaper :
Yes, could this be? another episode from the terror trilogy
The world economy
He's falling, slowly falling
When those streets are paved with gold and silver,
Ahahaha, when will this mad-ness ever end ?
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ X2
There is no more rain left in the forest,
Everything is petrified, terrified, horrified..
You've been denied!
The right to your third eye. now it's shut-t-t-t-t
No more to be opened, ahahaha
What's going on
Sometimes the Rhyme has no meaning: unless you give it meaning
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ
( Tricky : I can't .... no meaning, I see the ... Yeah )
Yeah the feeling, It's appealing but it's real it's real is it real?
Or is it Memorex?
Jesus Christ
Yeah
No
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ X2
Tricky:
We're in the devils company X5
Oh Yeah
When will it ever end?
See it in the face again
Space trace the alien
And he shall be called Adrian
So it seems I'm the devil's son
Outta breath and on the run
He's falling, slowly falling, Jesus Christ X2
Tonite is a special nite
Tricky : ( sampled over and over : ) "Let's just record..."
RZA:
Aarrgh! Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Throw your hands in the Air
Tonite is a Special Nite!
Check me out
Throw your hands up high in the Air!
Tonite is a special Nite!
Gatekeeper
Gatekeeper :
There are reasons and fouls to fax and those who get caught in the act
Get the axe, yet, my style is known to catapult like a jet, like a F-15
Yo! my gleem is bright and hard when it strikes
Niggaz get caught in the dead of the nightmare! Ah! you're scared, duck
away
Don't get too close or you might just get roast, roast! ha!
I come with the pharaoh, the sparrow, the crow
Just like an arrow to the bone, oh
I piss through your toe, your knee and your cap
Wouh! Decapitate and scatter it, Wouh! Batter it theives and villians,
those who aren' t killin,
that's, there's the willing
Lord, thats the way they choose when you are bound to lose
RZA:
Throw your hands in the air.
Yes
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Yes
I said : Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Woh
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Grimreaper :
Well it's the grimreaper, yes I heap fools ,
I keep a low and meager profile and show my style
RZA :
Loose and smile broke up is wild
Slow escapade, they wanna get paid after the show
So, away we go to the MO-tel
Oh-swell
The part is so swell, up and speedin'
And the girls that a been scheming: gonna get the cream and
When I say I'm coming in the house,aahhhaa I am cumming in the House
I'm out..
Throw your hands in the air.
Tonite is a special nite.
Throw your hands up in the air.
Tonite is a special nite X4
Tricky : ( sampled over and over : ) "Let's just record..."
Tricky :
This is a recording
Is it is it real? I dont know how I feel
Do you know how you feel ? are you Yourself?
Or are you someone else? cause I am me, a-haha
I am me Yeah yeah
You don't have to pretend: I don't need no friends
I don't need , backers!_
It's a rack-up, it's it's do you believe,
Or do you deceive? Ah-ah
That's recording
That's recording
Ahhhhhhh Yeah
Is it the real one? the funky real one?
Is it the real one? the funky real one? Ahhh
Is it the funky real one ? the real funky real one? Ahhh
Are you the real one, the real funky real one? Ahhh-eh
Are you are you are you the real one, the real funky real one?

Ghost Town Lyrics By Tricky

( Live Tricky & Terry Hall )
Tricky : This town is coming like a ghost town..
Terry : All the clubs have been closed down..
Tricky : This place is coming like a ghost town..
Terry : Bands won't play no more..
Tricky : Too much fighting on the dance floor.
Terry : Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town..
Tricky : We danced and sang and the music played in natty boom town.
Terry : Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town?
Tricky : This town is coming like a ghost town.
Terry : This town is coming like a ghost town.
Tricky : Why must the youth fight against itself?
Terry : This place is coming like a ghost town.
Tricky : Government leaving the youth on the shelf.
Terry : Can't go on no more...
Tricky : People getting angry. (x3 last two lines)
Terry :
Can't go on no more (x2)
This town is coming like a ghost town.

Smoking Beagles Lyrics By Tricky

Roaming bastards
Forever half-wits
Carrying equation
It's like I'm asian
You heard fantastic
We cross atlantic
We found the name-ula
I'm the kid with the formula
Watching me do
It's even voodoo
I'll make your back break
And your knees bend
Sucking me frantic
Sucking me frantic
Well I'm like a smoking beagle
Got a rhyme
Do the time
Which isn't legal
I'm the aliens X3
Carrying equation
It's like I'm asian
I'm fucking Ronald Reagan
It's cause I'm paid-en
You heard fantastic
We cross Atlantic
We found the name-ula
I'm the kid with the formula
I'm the aliens
'Cos I'm bigger than you X2
Call me like King Kong
I'm the aliens

Moody Broody Buddhist Camp Lyrics By Tricky

NK : Nine nine nine nine
Tricky :
One two one two (repeated)
Keep keep your head up
NK :
I don't wanna die
The doors up and smokin' (??)
So you must be jokin'
(????) On the chosen
I know we're not real
You're real good (??)
Tricky : We're freaky and we're fed up
NK :
For real for real
And you know the deal
Tricky : What is hot? what is not?
NK :
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
We ain't invisible
Religion visible (??)
And the jokes on you
The jokes on you
Tricky :
Party to the look
Drugs in my community
NK : I don't wanna die
Tricky : Now i'm the livin' prostitute
NK : I don't wanna die
Tricky :
Four i'm...
Good salute to vamps
For me one two one one one one
Keep keep you head up
We're freaky and we're fed up
Pretending you're a wierd one
What is hot? what is not?
Under god's sun
You can do the press up
And you can put your chest up
I prefer to travel
If i leave wit' you
They'll drag me through the gravel
It's to the sleigh
Look you're it...
Jello then (??)
Everybody's mad
Everybody to the lunacy
It's too easy to find
Drugs in my community
One for the money
Two now i'm the...
Now i'm the livin' prostitute
Three for forgettin' how i feel
Four now i'm no longer real
We'll leave the suckers and the vamps
Come join my moody buddist camp
And if you think i'm the fake up
Well wait around until i take off
Take off my makeup
My makeup
It's the moody buddist camp
It's the moody broody
It's the moody broody buddist camp
Keep keep your head up
NK :
Look what i can do
Look what i can do
Look what i can do
Look what i can do
Feed me through the ring
Feed me through the ring
Look what i can do
I feel the spirit in me now
Ain't nobody gonna split us apart
One day is come
Feed me through the ring
Look what we've become
What have we became?
Feed me through the ring
Look what I can do X3

Blue Lines Lyrics By Tricky

( Massive attack )
(marshall, vowles, del naja, thaws, brown, bennett, carlton, geurin,
sample, scott)
Tricky
You can be with the one you love or love the one you're with
Spliff in the ashtray-we're strong but far too little
Her touch tickles, especially when she's gentle
But i don't hear words cos i saw the instrumental
Keep the girl at a distance, moves are very hazy
No sunshine in my life the way i deal is shady
3D
Skip hip data to get the anti-matter
Blue lines are the reason why the temple had to shatter
To the sound of silence surrounded by the mass
Her face is on the paper not the strangers that i pass
The ones that looking back to see if they are looking back at me
Daddy G
Are you predator or do you fear me
3D
You wanna do a medicinal
The place i really wanna go
The one I love but never gets near me
Tricky
It's a beautiful day, well it seems as such
Beautiful thoughts means i dream too much
Even if i told you, you still would not know me
Tricky never does, adrian also gets lonely
How we live in this existence, just be
English upbringing, background carribean
3D
Sharing a soliliquy
We cut the vocal drop the flexibility
Walk a temper 'cause i'm rated comatose
No sunshine in my life cos the way i deal is hazy
Life from day to dazey cos i'm on my toes
Mickey i'm a 3dsey sign away glazey
Tricky
It's a looking glass she's looking through
She hated me, but then she loved me too
I'd lie not try so I lost faith
They turn to her to keep the faith
She told me take an occupation or you lose your mind
And on a nine to five lemon, looking for the lime
3D
Box clever, watch your sister come together
Crazy weather at the end of my tether
Daddy G
Massive in the area, murderer
Attack are in the area, murderer
3D
Some go softly softly when i have a tat
Ratchet in the right hand
They got the one to stab it at
Take a walk billy, don't be a hero
Efforts are minimal they're almost at zero
Excommunicated from the brotherhood of man
To wander lonely as a puzzled anagram
Carve me blue, green ?brumma? and zinc
Take it to extremities with purple and pink
I feel the colours fill my room beneath the patter of the rain
I can't stand the drops they're dripping down my windowpane
They wash away my shadow and don't even leave a spark upon my soul
They leave the rainbows in the dark
Tricky
Blues get big, massive are even larger
Save no space into the tricky tardis
Withdraw what i saw from down in darris hall
People laying their claim
In stormy weather it's rain
3D
But you're living on a see-saw
Tricky
I try to see more
3D
Somebody died, did he, no body
Walking on sunshine, but still we're treading water
The son of many reasons searching for the daughter
Seeking knowledge, not acknowledging the jetset
Sample babies soft sounds in my budakon headset
The solar system watches in wisdom
The children dance as the moonlight kissed them
Tricky
Massive attack not black up here or where i be
Two hours traveling so i wrote this on my feet
Always living fast, people getting jumpy
Where on ?gruggy? falls i do the walter crumpy
Microphones held close, crouching far apart
Take my piece of mind and sign my name across your heart

Peyote Sings Lyrics By Tricky

Peyote sings
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
Aren't you that ?
Yes I am, why ?
I've seen you on television
Yeah I do that stuff, helps me sell my vision
So you're a prostitute ?
I guess so would you rather I shoot ?
What you looking at ?
Aren't you that ?
Yes I am, why ?
I've seen you on television
Peyote sings
Are you rich are you wealth ?
Why you do this ?
I can't do nothing else
To be truthful to you
I don't like your voice
That's ok, neither do I
The only difference between me and you
Is that I get by
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
Do you think you're a good father to your daughter ?
Yeah, and when I'm not
I burn in fire and drown in water
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
What you looking at ?
Peyote sings
When's your new album ?
I heard the last one's falling
I don't know, I don't listen to the charts
I listen to the calling
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
'Excuse me, what you looking at ?
What It feel like being famous ?
Feels like a muppet in a puppet show
So why'd you do it ?
It's like I said this is all I know
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
'Scuse me can I ask you a question ?
Why'd you ask so many questions ?
I don't know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
I need a crutch, no not to touch
To lean on
'Scuse me why'd you ask so many questions ?
Can I ask you a question ?
Why'd you ask so many questions ?
I don't know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
I need a crutch, no not to touch
To lean on to be strong
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
Aren't you that ?
Yes I am, why ?
I've seen you on television
Yeah I do that stuff, helps me sell my vision
Do you prostitute ?
I guess so would you rather I shoot ?
Can I ask you a question ?
Why'd you ask so many questions ?
I don't know I guess I need a life
Yeah Mister Chen says I need a wife
A crutch, not to lean
A crutch, not touch, to lean on
What you looking at ?
'Scuse me, what you looking at ?
Peyote sings
What does fame feel like ?
It feels like a muppet in a puppet show
So why'd you do it ?
It's like I said, this is all I know

Piano Lyrics By Tricky

To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches
To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches
To the good, to the clean
And i'll be you're ugly
To the occasion, to the lie
Kiss beneath, bridge of size
Not some moaning, until they homing
And they spoil it all
To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches
To the good, to the clean
And i'll be you're ugly
To the occasion, to the lie
Kiss beneath, bridge of size
Not some moaning, until they homing
And they spoil it all
Not some moaning, until they homing
Not some moaning, until they homing
To the good, to the clean
And i'll be you're ugly
To the occasion, to the lie
Kiss beneath, bridge of size
Not some moaning, until they homing
Not some moaning, until they homing
To the noose, to the neck, to the boost, to the check
To the micic, to the psychic, to the circuit
To the games pays to blame
To the freedom, make it rain, make it sane
Make it dance, not a chance, see her run
See her come, take her kindly
She is dark eyed, no soul, no soul
She is lifeline to the heartbeat
Can't feel the heartbeat
To the flowers, to the bunches,
To the lunches, to the punches

Talk To Me (angels With Dirty Faces) Lyrics By Tricky

Someone talk to me now
Energy won't move me
Oceans won't sooth me
Cry me a bayou
Slime, sleaze pass through
You love it when I'm leaving
Angels with dirty faces disappear without traces
Them bones
Love it when I'm leaving
You love it when I'm leaving
(repeat)

Demise Lyrics By Tricky

So you like to desmise with your pen
I was the same
I was the same back when
Then and now, I wanna change
But don't know how
Do's and don'ts - don'ts I don't like
She's not Tina and I'm not like Ike
But what was Ike like
Is Ike what you write
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
We'll disarm ya, ask Julian Palmer
Only joking, too much smoking
But it's ok, it's ok
We've been through too much yesterday
Tell you what we're gonna do
They'll protect me from me, I'll protect from you
By any means by any means
By any means by any means
Please won't you try
Stop me talking like a tough guy
Subject matter's love
Subject matter's love
What would I need another enemy
I know I love you
I can feel you in my energy
I'm too scared to be a gun totting
Gangster wanna-be
I've got too much love, too much love
Met you on mondalay
Inside of me
Or next week
If I'm tina I guess I'm weak
Big take
Making my head ache
Big take
Making my head ache
It's not your fault
You don't understand
Take our hand
We give
So don't be negative
You don't feel the
'Cause you feel yourself
Stuck up in your own head
Leave that 'till I'm dead
What do I think
I think instinct.

Chaos Lyrics By Tricky

(Tricky and A. Smith -> Aka Ambersunshower ) ...
Ambersunshower :
She's been waiting for that special someone
Anguished by the tears left behind them
Fortifying all that lying
Putrid taste left in her mouth
Chorus :
(Ambersunshower sings while Tricky raps)
Ambersunshower :
Follow me, follow me
Down
Follow me, follow me
Down
Tricky :
Yeah, c'mon
Let's do the maniac
Maniac, bumping like a brainiac
Brainiac, I don't remember [?]
Land me down, touch me down at heathrow
Reach down, the first time I ever feel
Bouncers [face?] on 57th st
Calm down, I feel a cool breeze and
Not particular
I think I found a reason
[For I saw?] what I saw
Ambersunshower :
She's been waiting for that special someone
But then look what she's got left
Fortifying all that lyingputrid taste left in her mouth
Chorus :
(Ambersunshower sings while Tricky raps)
Ambersunshower :
Follow me, follow me
Down
Follow me, follow me
Down
Tricky :
Yeah, c'mon
Let's do the maniac
Maniac, bumping like a brainiac
Brainiac, I don't remember [?]
Land me down, touch me down at heathrow
Reach down, the first time I ever feel
Bouncers [face?] on 57th st
Calm down, I feel a cool breeze and
Not particular
I think I found a reason
[For I saw?] what I saw
A: contamination cramps the surface
blood runs cooler than you flow
she is hiding smiles behind whispers and tears
chaos reaches higher ground
Ambersunshower :
Chaos, chaos, chaos
Ambersunshower :
Follow me, follow me
Down
Follow me, follow me
Down
Thanks to Irene for the lyrics of this song

Brainiac Lyrics By Tricky

[From the Show 1/25/97 at El Rey in Los Angeles, California]
[Starts out with part of another song, vocals by Martina]
She's a circle til I stop it
[They'll disown you] til I (rock it/rocket)
You stared [at men again]
Are you [a man] again
Don't wait on me
I'll tell you when
Don't wait on me
I'll tell you when
[Vocals by Tricky]
Here we go again x4
Here we go again, Tricky's gonna flow again
Chicken pluckers, Whos fakin' pop in others
Here we go again x4
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef coat]
Ran around
Come on
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, took me on heathrow
Big Jew, It's the first time i have a clue
Now since the day [i saw through seven teeth]
Come on
Feed it quick, Breezin'
Come on
Feel it cool breezin'
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, took me on heathrow
Bijou, It's the first time i have a clue
Down since the day [weren't you seven too?]
Come on, Feel it cool breezin'
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, Saw Dramas
Ran around
Dramas
Ran around x4
Cos
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
Ran around, takes me down a heathrow
Bijou, was the first time i have a clue
Sit around and smoke until seven to
My Mind, feel it breezin'
Come on, feel it cool breezin'
Yes i saw what i saw
Yes i saw what i
Yes i saw what i...saw
It's a...[bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac
Come on, let's do the maniac
Maniac, [Bumpin'] like a brainiac
Brainiac, I tell him I'm a [beef though]
I don't want no beef though
Ran around x2
[Touch the pack and ???]
Bijou
Was the first time i ever flew
[Smoked to seven th-thoo ???]
Come on x2
Feel it cool Breezin'
Come on x2
Feel it cool Breezin'
Come on Do the maniac
Bumpin' like a...
Walkin' like a Brainiac
Come on
Do the Maniac
Walkin' like a brainiac
Come on x2
Do the maniac
Maniac go in like a brainiac
Brainiac, I don't want to be told
Brainiac, I don't want a beef though
Come on x8
[etc.]
I don't want a beef though x3
I don't want no beef though
[etc.]

Together Now Lyrics By Tricky

Into the morning
Got me through the night
I've seen the light
I see the light
I live of what I need
I've got greed
I've been a sinner for as long as I know
So help me understand
The little that I know
Shadow dancing with my spirit
Got to face your demon on your own
Take my body and put it through the dust
I've been buried in the crust
Together now
So help me understand
The little that I know
Together now, together now
It's us now, It's us now
And there's them, and there's them
And should we start again
Together now, together now
It's us now, it's us now...
The descendants of Christ
And it's you
Will you help me I'm confused
What you gonna do
With the little that I know
With the little that I got
We're together now, we're together
It's us now
And there's them, and there's them
And should we start again
Together now, together now
It's us now, it's us now...

Brand New You're Retro Lyrics By Tricky

Tricky :
We know, yes we know
I set my ego on fantastic.
Still, you're fuckin' with my plastic
Take a second and medicate it
Dedicated, medicated,
They bend and break me
Overrate me
I take a small piece and make it breathe
It takes a second to wreck
Takes a second for a hit sucka niggas won't believe
They stress me, test me, vex me
So what, you got a gun?
That shit don't impress me
Yes yes you always walk with the crew
Y'all back the fuck up 'cause you're not alone
(And) you don't think i'm a brother, then check my chromosome
Brand new, you're retro
I already passed you on a one-two
I've been cued to this already
Bullet to the head.
Bullet to the head, do you think I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You wanna represent my attention?
You need more than a mike and a mention.
Through the scars you see bars
Through the bars you see scars results of my rage.
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Martina :
Scared to skip and step in case you trip and fall
Thunder picks you up, slaps you on the wall
That's maniacal, I cuff through my manocle
Mechanical and super-natty
Love is not talk, I walk on by
Exotic spices
If your mouth can't tame the meaning
Carefull of the faces you're seeing
A dread of the past and fear of the future
That's maniacle, I cuff through my manocle
Mechanical and super-natty
Tricky :
Brand new, you're retro X3
Brand new, you're retro X3
Bullet to the head, do you think I's joking?
What the fuck are you doin'?
You wanna represent my attention?
You need more than a mike and a mention.
Through the scars you see bars
Through the bars you see scars results of my rage.
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)
Brand new, you're retro. (x3)

Analyze Me Lyrics By Tricky

Starts off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
Start it off in the hips
Move to my lips
For all those who want to analyze me
For all those who want to analyze me
My mother committed suicide when I was four or five
I love Mike-O was killed by a psycho
But I'm not sad or sorry cause we be tomorrow
Will it be on hot sand or on hot land
Maybe a concrete corner - December
Red zones in my head phones
The Devil's tools - inside us fools
Love shall leave me alone
Will it be on hot sand or on hot land
Maybe a concrete corner - December
Red zones in my head phones
The Devil's tools - inside us fools
Love shall leave me alone

Keep Your Mouth Shut Lyrics By Tricky

And if the honeys think I'm stuck up, I tell 'em shut the fuck up X2
All that she meant was good X2
Give her some time, give her some room.
All that she meant was good.
Better keep your mouth shut, babe,
Next to your chest,
Better keep your mouth closed baby,
And keep it close to your chest,
Better keep your mouth closed baby
Keep it close to your chest.
Better keep your mouth closed baby
Keep it close to your chest.
All that she meant
Not goin down that road
Was good.
Not goin down that road X4
All that she meant was good
Better, better, better keep your mouth shut, babe,
Give her some time,
Keep it close to your chest.
give her some space.
Not goin down that road
All that she meant was good.
Not goin down that road
Better keep your mouth closed baby
Better keep your mouth shut, babe,
And keep it close to your chest,
Better keep your mouth shut, babe,
And keep it close to
How she reacted was right.
Mother I'm hungry, mother I'm hungry.
Father will you feed me (x2)
Mother I'm hungry, father will you feed me. (x3)
How you reacted was right.
Father will you feed me
How you reacted was right.
Not goin' down that road X3
Give her some time, give her some space.
Not goin' down that road X2
How you reacted was right, ooh ohh
Not goin' down that road X4
Mother I'm hungry, father will you feed me.
Not goin' down that road X2
Best to keep your mouth shut, baby,
And keep it close to your chest.
It's best to keep your mouth shut, baby,
And keep it close to your chest.
Not goin' down that road X2
Keep your mouth shut, baby.

Yoga Lyrics By Tricky

Don't hold me, don't fuck with me.
Just do it.
[bjork babble] ooooh.
[bjork babble] ooooh.
[bjork babble]
Don't hold me down, don't fuck with me.
I can want it.
[bjork babble] ooooh.
(x2)
(beautiful bjork babble)
Oooooh.
Just do it, don't fuck with me.
Don't hold me down, I'm jumping.
(bjork-ese till end)

Karmacoma Lyrics By Tricky

( Massive attack )
(vowles, del naja, marshall, thaws, norfolk, locke)
Tricky
You sure you want to be with me
I've nothing to give
Wwon't lie and say this lovin's best
Leave us in emotional peace
Take a walk, taste the rest
No, take a rest
3D
I see you digging a hole in your neighborhood
You're crazy but you're lazy
No need to live in a lean-to
Your troubles must be seen to seen to
Money like it's paper with faces i remember
I drink on a daily basis
Though it seldom cools my temper
It never cools my temper
Tricky
Walking through the suburbs though not exactly lovers
You're a couple, 'specially when your body's doubled
Duplicate, then you wait for the next kuwait
(both)
Karmacoma, jamaica an' roma (x4)
3D
You sure you want to be with me i've nothing to give
Take a walk take a rest taste the rest(x2)
Take a walk take a rest a taste of rest
Tricky
Don't want to be on top of your list
Phenomenally and properly kissed
We overcome in sixty seconds
With the strength we have to together
But for now, emotional ties they stay severed
When there's trust there'll be treats
And when we funk we'll hear beats
(both)
Karmacoma, jamaica an' roma (x4)
3D
Deflowering my baby, are you my baby mate
I must be crazy, see i'm swazy
Digging a hole in your neighborhood
You're crazy but you're lazy, must be lazy
Tricky
Don't wanna on top of your list
Monopoly and properly kissed
3D
Deflowering my baby, are you my baby mate
My baby
Deflowering my baby, are you my baby mate
I must be crazy, you must be lazy
(both)
Karmacoma, what?, jamaica an' roma (x4)

Poems Lyrics By Tricky

Tricky :
I confide to anything
So I have to hide from everything.
Everybody wants a piece of me.
You see origin and cease to be.
Sit back and let it happen,
Let us take your time away.
I don't understand you.
I don't want your time of day.
If you're gonna walk, might as well walk your way,
Always up the hallways,
Forget the punk, I pack the funk.
I'm gonna take a piece of you.
Making money for good health,
But first I learn to see myself (x2)
You've promised me poems (x3)
Terry Hall :
I rue the day that I ever met you,
And deeply regret you getting close to me.
I cannot wait to deeply neglect you,
Deeply forget you, Jesus believe me,
You promised me poems.
You might have been my reason for livin'
I gave up on givin', gave up everything.
We were a right pair of believers
A couple of dreamers,
So how come you hate me?
You promised me poems (x4).
Martina :
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And contemplated choices.
Taste like a fresh kiss,
To heighten my awareness.
With all fairness, greatness, with gratitude.
And simply rhymes with gratitude
Now do promotion and TV, and ya still can't see. We
Down the hill cascade
And keep away the masquerade,
Dreamed of ringing voices,
And you promised me poems (x4).

Christiansands Lyrics By Tricky

Tricky/B.Davis/R. Walters
My defenses
Become fences
Now I'm stumblin'
I change my faces
And if you think I'm fake-up
Wait around til I take off my makeup
Here we go again
I meet another one
Her name is...
She looks at me, says I'm the only one
(Chorus)
I met a Christian in Christiansands
A devil in Helsinki
I met a Christian in Christiansands
A devil in Helsinki
Is it getting better?
Wrote her a letter
Asking questions
Baby steps in sections
I mean we'll take it slow
I really don't know
When you talk, you make me cringe
Silver means the messenger
Let her go, don't question her
(Chorus)
You and me
What does that mean?
Always
What does that mean?
Forever
What does that mean?
It means we'll manage
I'll master your language
And in the meantime, I create my own
By my own
You and me
What does that mean?
Always
What does that mean?
Forever
What does that mean?
It means we'll manage
I'll master your language
And in the meantime, I create my own

Ghetto Youth ( Live Version ) Lyrics By Tricky

When I am drunk
Or want just to have sex
I drop complex
And flex 'pon them next
Drunkenstein
Drunken swine
Buzz Buzz me baby,
How 'bout some love maybe?
When I leave the club,
I am drunken swine
I think about you
The rest of the time
Drunkenstein, drunken swine
Drunkenstein, drunken swine
Night Club
What are we doing here?
Night Club
What are we doing here?
We are all sluts
And the beer tastes like piss
Pass around
The Syphilis (sp?)
And Uhm, Buzz Buzz me baby,
How 'bout some love maybe?
Buzz Buzz me baby,
How 'bout some love maybe?
(repeat with variations)

Grass Roots Lyrics By Tricky

Tricky :
Here we go again so tricky going flow again,
Those chicken cluckers is fakin pop in others,
Breed to sons and deform college,
D all the time you know we be bionic,
Skeezers make me paranoid smokin' hydroponic,
Shutting down one half of my brain, paralyzes one half of my body,
Now in need of a walk-in chain of McDonald's,
For those chicken cluckers whose fakin' pop in others,
Here we go again you know we know the flow again,
Here we go again you know we know the flow again,
Here we go again you know we know the flow again.
Roberto Malary Jr. :
It's the one-two-three on you're mark get set go,
I'm gonna show you how to flow,
So take notes from a pro,
Original is what best describes me i'm rough like,
Football or hockey so don't try to stop me
'Cause when i'm on the roll i'm rollin' up with a crew,
Rollin' up philly blunts and gettin'drunk off the brews,
Showin' mad skills like the Shaolin temple,
Not kung-fu but kickin'styles from my mental,
My brain is overflowin' with words and phrases,
And titles and concepts on how to catch wreck, ha!,
I take my rhymes and my beats,make sure they fit perfect,
Like a glove so it can sound lovely but ah yeah I gotcha open,
I know I gotcha open like the weed that your smokin'
Once you start chokin'-you're provokin',
Me to blow your rhymes out the frame so when a sucka's walkin' funny,
ha!,
You know that i'm to blame because a slap is whatcha get,
I suppose more than a broken nose you catch about five toes.
Tricky :
Here we go again so tricky going flow again,
Those chicken cluckers is fakin pop in,
Mothers breed to sons and deform college,
D all the time you know we be bionic,
Skeezers make me paranoid smokin' hydroponic,
Shutting down inside of my brain, paralyzes is one side of my body
I'm need of a walk-in chain of McDonald's for those
Chicken cluckers whose fakin' pop in,
You know we be bionic,
You know we be bionic,
Here we go again you know we know the flow again,
Here we go again you know we know the flow again.

Daydreaming Lyrics By Tricky

(marshall, vowles, del naja, badarou, thaws)
Shara Nelson
I quietly observe standing in my space
Daydreaming
I quietly observe standing in my space
Daydreaming
3D
Way that we say 'em in style that we raid 'em in
Massive attack we keep it strong just like a vitamin
Going for the positive wiping out the negative songs
'Cause brother it's relative
The ??? is pickup all the lyrics on the dancefloor
To raise your spirit level cause it demands more
Tricky
Attitude is cool degrees below zero
Up against the wall behaving like deniro
Tricky's performing taking his photo
Make him stand with a tan touch it like cocoa
Smooth keep it moving at the back now
Free as the needle that's movnig through the track now
3D
Hands keep the drummer's beats we need new sticks
Dance around the vibes like acoustics
No drugs or pharmaceuticals for the body ain't suitable
Stick with liquid me and trick we drop
The paper that you ??? lick with
Tricky trouble and strife ain't no sunshine in my life
Wiseguys get protection when they carry a knife
They shouldn't have been born they're making me yawn
But I just take it easy it's a sunday morning
3D
So you come ???
Together we'll grow forever watch my ak rig go
Daddy G
Because my ak rig goes boom boom
My ak rig goes boom
3D
Yeah rhymin' the jam and uh we got the stamina
Cause you never know it's like we don't give a damn and uh
And it's ??? to keep your distance
Resist and the posse gets the pressure of this dance
The cool breeze that you welcome in the heat
You don't see it but you feel it when it's blowing on the street
Tricky
If i was a rich man
Daddy G
Da da dada
Tricky
I quietly observe standing in my space
It's the devious days they call the rat race
It's a concrete jungle, evil in the town
Weebles, wobble, occasional squabble
But we're happy when the bomb drops
Down
3D
Don't make sound
'Cause the dancefloor's a desert
And the dancers are parched
Do a rain dance and you brace through a marsh
My heavy my brother get lighter than helium
Float above the world to break the tedium
Living in my headphones soul is what i say to 'em
The surreal boom of the budokan stadium
Shara Nelson
Well i'm floating on air when i'm daydreaming
I quietly observe standing in my space
Tricky
Well i'm tricky kid don't deal with sadness
Can't be with the one i love i love the one that i miss
I'm very down to earth but brain sits on top floor
Don't need another lover just need, i'm insecure
3D
The weather is a-changin' the storms be shakin
The love that you make is equal to the love you're makin
Here comes the sun little darlin here comes the sun
It's alright
Tricky
Yes tricky kid i check my situation
Naggy this maggy that maggy means inflation
Hip-hop you don't stop cause i'm not sloppy
I like the beat so we need another copy
3D
We're natives of the massive territory and i'm proud
Getting peaceful in the desert that the glory and the crowd
The problem ain't a different kind of skin tricks
I love my neighbor and i ??? the olympics
See you a hooligan you try to play the fool again
Tricky
Caught you in the lost and found
3D
When your posse weren't around
Tricky
No crowd
3D
So you're going for you tool again
Shara Nelson
Daydreaming
I quietly observe standing in my space
Daydreaming
Well i'm floating on air when i'm daydreaming

Eurochild Lyrics By Tricky

( Massive attack )
(vowles, del naja, marshall, thaws, norfolk, locke)
3D
Sitting in my day care, yard is decopainted.
Blessed by the drink
Upon the corner ???
Chased by the planet
Haunted by the medium
Too high to flow toward to break the tedium
Glow from my tv set is blue like neon
Activated the remote I put the BBC on
I've seen this city somewhere
I'm looking out for no-one
Pallor in my eye it get blue like neon
Tricky
Hell is round the corner where i shelter
Isms and schisms we're living helter skelter
If you believe i deceive then common sense says shall you receive
Let me take you down the corridors of my life
And when you walk, do you walk to your preference
No need to answer till i take further evidence
I seem to need reference to get residence
A reference to your preference to say i'm a good neighbour
I trudge so judge me for my labour
I walk in a bar and immediately sense danger
You look at me, girl, as if i was some kind of a
A total stranger
3D
Hysterical, ecstatical ???
Have to get a drink, i go to relax
Upon phono, no go zone i go through
Aching aways just to relocate you
Kill us with your fist
Now baby mix it with me
You see me function better when i get approximately
High by my technical flyby
I function better with the sun in my eyes
So goodbye
Tricky
Take a second of me you beckon i'll be
And when you're sad i'll mourn
And when you tear i'm torn
Take a second of me (x2)
I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
So reduce me, seduce me
Dress me up in stussy
Show me and i'll stick em
Will you be my victim
Take a second of me
3D
Mad over you, mad over me, an analogy
Baby taking up up all of my stationary
Sitting in my daycare, mediocre painted
Colliding with the jam
Until the drink got dated
Window when they go when they go boom
??? of my room
No sense you can trust me
Climb on my sofa
Roll in a daydream
Spliff make daddy go sleep-a-trip dream

6 Minutes Lyrics By Tricky

Six minutes I'm on (repeat)
It's a long way from knowle west to hollywood
I've never seen a triple beam
From L.A to N.Y I eat pork make 'em scream
Six minutes I'm on
I'm premenstrual I bleed because I'm not a vegetable
I'm on six minutes I'm on
Lies don't suit me I think it's my duty to say I don't like guns
And in them comes spoil the rude boys funds
I'm resilian I don't just wanna male a million
And if the radio shows throw low blows
We do this with or without the air play
Like a cycle forget about michael
Like a cycle forget about michael
??? x2
I'm gonna take this time out for a promotional click
Durban poison artist are the smartest
In this industry full of vomit
My voodoo make 'em sick
My voodoo make 'em sick
My voodoo make 'em sick
Now when people got a good thing they want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it's gone to far
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and those industry bitches
I hear they're taking over benches
To be high paid wenches
Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R
Is this making music or make money ?
I can't make my mind up
They think they're safe 'cause they're signed up
You're under contracts that brakes those backs
You brag and boast now look-a-here
I control my destiny
I control my career
I'm on
Is this making music or make money ?
I'm on
Like a cycle
Durban poison artist are the smartest
My voodoo make 'em sick
You're under contracts that brakes those backs
You brag and boast now look-a-here
I'm on
I control my destiny
I'm on
I control my career
I'm on
I control my destiny
I'm on
I control my career
I'm on
???
I'm on
Forget the champaign at the bar you need A&R
I'm on X2
I'm premenstrual
I'm on
I'm premenstrual
I'm on
Evolution from ?? X2
Forget the champaign at the bar
Like a cycle
You need A&R
I'm on
Like a cycle
I'm on
???
Now when people got a good thing
they want to make it a bigger thing
Bullet proof from the truth
Now it's gone to far
Bullet proof from the truth
And all the tough guys are dropping like flies
Like old styles and riches and snetches and those industry bitches
I'm on
I hear they're taking over benches
I'm on
To be high paid wenches
I'm on
It's gone to far
You need A&R
I'm on..
..
..
Emotions ....
Just energy X2
Just my energy
I'm on

You Don't Lyrics By Tricky

Ragga :
I fight evil with evil
I fight evil with evil
Believe me how you found me
Take away my self-esteem
Anytime you're ready
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
I sleep, but get no rest.
You scheme, but gods know best.
Second trying, I was actually dying, ohohoh!
When you drown in your devil's music
I did every need to use it.
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
Trust you if you're trustful
Use you if you're useful
Really smooth, really evil
And if you're here, and that is the reason.
Giant strides, twelve tribes
It takes a second to wreck it
Sixty seconds, forget it
I guess you dont hear me though
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
you don't, you you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
I guess you dont hear me though,
I'm not looking yours, I'm looking mine
Looking so quiet but discreet
Echoes to see
On an unsuggested stream, unsuggested mean
Take it to the top, unstable the times
Unstable the walk
Unbearable, searable, popular demand
From cradle to grave is Abel buried a man
With my moneys and the felons, we conquer a clearance
Building extensions of potential
But I guess you don't hear me though
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
Even wanna try
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
oohhh ahhh
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't
even try
Tricky :
You don't, you don't
You don't, you don't
You don't, you you don't you don't wanna even try
Ragga :
hmmmm

Broken Homes Lyrics By Tricky

Choir :
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Polly Jean Harvey :
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
We loose our voice more each year,
Maybe we won't bring soon
Is there cancer in the throat ?
No stress
Polly Jean Harvey :
Maybe it's supposed to kill the success
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
Because success needs killing
Polly Jean Harvey :
Murder is media
False laugh,
Forged autograph,
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
First my body, now my corpse
Polly Jean Harvey :
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Alive is pain, Murder is fame,
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
And if you're famous you may get acquitted
If you did it
Polly Jean Harvey :
There's no where to runaway
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
Damn you I hope you pay
Polly Jean Harvey :
And finish the day to day
Games we play
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
Those men will brake your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Polly Jean Harvey :
I'ma stay at home
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
And talk on the telephone
Polly Jean Harvey :
There's nothing in this world I want from you,
Don't fool yourself, I won't cry....
You're too scared to live
Too quick to die
PJ Harvey & Tricky :
Those men will brake your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Those men will brake your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Choir :
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Those men will break your bones,
Don't know how to build stable homes.
Stable Homes
Those men will break your bones,
Stable homes
Those men will break your bones,
Stable homes.
Those men will break your bones

I Be The Prophet Lyrics By Tricky

Tricky Vocal solo :
I can't relax I need to meditate.
Yeah, I'll make 'em wait. (x2)
Time moves in numbers,
I count the summers, direct the drummers.
I can't relax I need to meditate.
Yeah, I'll make 'em wait.
Time moves in numbers,
I count the summers, direct the drummers.
Tell me you don't feel nothing,
Would you like to ride on my train, or
Would you like to drink from my vein?
My vibe's just a fuckin' feeling.
I see the ceiling.
And adjust to such a feeling.
I be the prophet, slay me then we'll cross it.
I'm ready on the other side X4
Martina Vocal Solo :
I can't relax I need to meditate.
I'll make them wait.
Time moves in numbers,
I count the summers, direct the drummers.
Would you like to ride on my train, or
Would you like to drink from my vein?
My vibe's just a feeling.
I see the ceiling.
And adjust to such a feeling.
I be the prophet, slay me then we'll cross it.
I'm ready on the other side X3
( Repeat : Martina & Tricky )

Lyrics Of Fury Lyrics By Tricky

I'm rated "R"...this is a warning, ya better void,
Poets are paranoid, DJ's destroyed,
'Cause I came back to attack others in spite-
Strike like lightnin', It's quite frightenin'
But don't be afraid in the dark, in a park,
Not a scream or a cry, or a bark, more like a spark;
Tremble like a alcoholic, muscles tighten up,
What's that, lighten up, you see a sight but,
Suddenly you feel like you're in a horror flick,
You grab your heart then wish for tomorrow quick.
Music's the clue, when I come your warned,
Apocolypse Now, when I'm done, ya gone.
Haven't you ever heard of a MC-murderer?
This is the death penalty,and I'm servin' a
Death wish, so come on, step to this
Hysterical idea for a lyrical professionist
Friday the thirteenth, walking down Elm Street,
You come in my realm ya get beat,
This is off limits, so your visions are blurry,
All ya see is the meters at a volume,
Pumping lyrics of fury
Terror in the styles, never error-files,
Indeed I'm known-your exiled!
For those that oppose to be level or next to this
I ain't a devil and this ain't the exorcist.
Worse than a nightmare, you don't have to sleep a wink,
The pain's a migraine every time ya think,
Flashbacks interfere, ya start to hear:
The R-A-K-I-M in your ear;
Then the beat is hysterical,
That makes Eric go get a ax and chops the wack,
Soon the lyrical format is superior,
Faces of death remain,
MC's decaying, 'cause they never stayed,
The scene of a crime every night at the show,
The fiend of a rhyme on the mic that you know,
It's only one capable, breaks-the unbreakable,
Melodies-unmakable, pattern-unecscapable,
A horn if want the style I posses,
I bless the child, the earth, the gods and bomb the rest,
For those that envy a MC it can be,
Hazardous to your health so be friendly,
A matter of life and death, just like a etch-a-sketch,
Shake 'till your clear, make it disappear, make the next,
After the ceremony, let the rhyme rest in peace,
If not, my soul'll release
The scene is recreated, reincarnated, updated, I'm glad you made it,
'Cause you're about to see a disasterous sight,
A performance never again performed on a mic:
Lyrics of fury.

Flynn Lyrics By Tricky

Reached for my jammy like a troop's supposed to do
Never let a sucker get too close to you
Reached for my jammy like a troop's supposed to do
Never let a sucker get too close to you
I went in the house to get a fresh clip
And then I woke up an' shit

I Sing For You Lyrics By Tricky

We're the only ones here so speak your mind,
I feed your appetite, so you feed mind.
I sing for you, so you can find your way home.
There's nothing to fear but fear itself,
If you know how to look inside yourself.
I sing for you.
Forget all you learned from yesterday,
If you learn how to change, you'll change today.
I sing for you, so you can find your way home.
I pray for you.
And I breathe aside my impurities,
But I can't take your insecurities.
If you trust, then trust me now.
Can you trust?
Round and round together, round and round forever.
Pray for me, pray for me so I can find my way home.
Leave me now, so I can be alone.
Can you be alone?

Devils Helper Lyrics By Tricky

So what you gonna do,
It's me that's haunting you
It's me you'll have to face
On judgement day
Are you gonna get releived
And never let you rest in peace
Lookin forward till the end
It's better we die frail
Have to cleanse my soul
Straight away your god
I can't wait until you die
I can't wait to meet you there
Organize the pian
Come riding on the train
Organize the colors
The sweetest and the others
Judgement day...
Can't wait to meet you there
You lie and so do i.
You lie and so do i.
On judgement day
So what you gonna do,
It's me that's haunting you
It's me you'll have to face
Judgement day
Are you gonna get release
I'll never let you rest in peace
Lookin forward till the end
It's better we die frail
Have to cleanse my soul
Straight away your god
I can't wait until you die
I can't wait to meet you there
Organize the hate
Ride on as the train
Organize the colors
The sweetest and the others
Judgement day, is judgement day
You lie and so do i.
You lie and so do i.
Judgement

Had You In Me Lyrics By Tricky

( With Neneh Cherry )
Note: it begins with Tricky speaking in the background to someone in the
studio.
( I shoulda been a women. i don't understand why I'm a man )
Tricky & Neneh Cherry :
Had you in me, had you in me,
Had you in me, had you in me,
In me, in me.
Sick of what i feel, sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
I'm getting sick of what i feel, sick of being real
You better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up
Neneh Cherry :
Soap on my body's gonna make me clean,
Giving birth makes me scream,
See my light (life?) pass before me as i drown in the shadow under my
Bubble bath,
A forced laugh a forged autograph,
First my body,
Now my corpse
I exercise daily...love my sports
I need when i concieve,
I sow seed, I can see no remourse,
Tricky & Neneh Cherry : X2
I had you in me
Had you in me
You in me
In me
Me
Sick of what i feel
Sick of being real
Better stay clear or I might hijack a plane
I'm getiing sick of what i feel
Sick of being real
You better stay clear cos im about to blow the fuck up
Tricky : I'm liquid
Neneh Cherry :
Serving speed, self deceit,
I teased you now youre tame,
Put treacle on your tummy to keep you sticky when i steal,
I take from you i hate for you
You fools who feel free (?)
You look like a little somebody looking for something
Tricky : And I'm still myself (to fade)

Five Man Army Lyrics By Tricky

(Tricky's vox)
(marshall, vowles, del naja, thaws, williams)
Daddy G
Trendy windy you know what i mean
Hangin around with girl who's rolling up her jeans
She watches her street crack cause she's no dummy
Through rockin the microphone and she's calling me honey
Says i know what i want don't move with thugs
Well house parties hip hop and smoking drugs
And whoever's been the boss she's down with 'em
She's always on time cause the girl got rhythm
To avoid a complication i'll give some information
About a certain occasion under a ???
'Cause when I host my show-a i avoid the girl called lola
Who's more pu-pu-public than the drink they call it coca cola
I'm just practice posing face is shaded in black
Is dominating as my color the massive attack
Right now i hit it kick it flow smooth hit little wicked
Tricky
I take a small step now it's a giant stride
People say I'm loud why should I hide
Only had a small taste so what a waste
I quietly observe though it's not my space
Bottom ends heavy you know we're never even
People call me Tricky for particular reason
I've got you see and i've got to let you know
See we're rockin' in your area rock beneath your balcony
My baby just cares for me well that's funny
Her touch tickles especially on my tummy
Daddy G
Now who's got the microphone
Tricky
Now who's honey
Daddy G
??? turbo turbo and charge with a charge
I be daddy g wild bunch crew at large
Don't call a officer just call me a sarge
Mashing up the country and also abroad
Plan to go to america when i get a visa card
Tricky
But gettin a visa card nowadays isn't hard
Daddy G
So keep your ears glued listen to every ???
Tokyo city's one place that we toured
Four ??? plus two makes a ???
Sharper than a wilkerson razor sword
3D
When I was a child i played ??? one
My table then i graduate to studio one
...
And around my neck you know i wear the sony budokan
Indigo blues you got me in my own shoes
The people dancing in the shape for what they make
They can't lose
Yes waxing lyrical but this time it's not satirical
It's kinda spherical so jam me in a ???
This is the miracle of the dubplate dub selection
Daddy G
So whether you're black white or half-caste in your complection
3D
Yes pull out your phono plug and tuck you in your phony
It's started by my ??? resumed by sony
A summary of ??? a history and only
The massive attack ???
Horace Andy
Get away with your guns now
We don't want it
Get away with your guns now
We don't like it
Eternal love eternal love
Money money money
Root of all evil
Money money money
Root of all evil

Juda Lyrics By Tricky

Is simplicity the best
Or simply the easiest
The narrowest path
Is always the holiest
So walk on barefoot for me
Suffer some misery
If you want my love X2
Man will survive
The harshest conditions
And stay alive
Through difficult decisions
So make up your mind for me
Walk the line for me
If you want my love X2
Idle talk
And hollow promises
Cheating Judases
Doubting Thomases
Don't just stand there and shout it
Do something about it
You can fulfill
Your wildest ambitions
And I'm sure you will
Lose your inhibitions
So open yourself for me
Risk your health for me
If you want my love X4

Divine Comedy Lyrics By Tricky

( I use a code for a lot of the things said over and over:
FN="Fucking niggers"
W="Who I am" or "'s who i am" or "It's Who i am" or "N who i am"
P="N' polygram" "Polygram" or "to Polygram"
*=sample of the other guy (Carl Crack someone thought?) saying
"PolyGram!"
Stuff in [square brackets] is unclear
Stuff in (Parentheses) is comment
He mutters a lot so N is there a lot as an unclear "and")
[Dzz...uh]
[And you need violence]
[They need guns]
Bigger ones
Quicker ones
[Kill the silence]
[Kill the silence]
We need violence
And they need guns
[Kill the silence]
[Kill the silence]
It's like everybody's got a criminal conviction
How can you say that with conviction?
W
P *
FN *
FN *
[Take my hand]
P
W
Those who [were ahead of] me
Cos you don't like the sight of me
[And bide] in me
Do you like this side of me?
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it
But wiat a minute
I'm a [hear my] people singin
Not just black people
All people
Everybody's welcome
And everybody just [goes ease]
And in [shalfun]
Murderical Brainin
And I'm frustrated
Do I have to be Italian to be me?
I wanna be a hook-up
Called up [and ignored me]
Why'd you call me?
W
P *
[Look Ma'am]
W
P
FN *
FN *
W *
P *
And who the fuck [I'm gonna murder me] a Jew
In New York I will [??? ??? ???] a Jew
All people, all races
Everybody's welcome
Anybody who gets [go ease] gets [shalfun]
I'm frustrated
Murderical Braided
Guns, grenades
And Rapnel
I'm frustrated
Guns, grenades
Do I have to be Italian to be me?
Wanna get hooked up
Called up and [bored me]
Why'd you call me?
N What'd you call me?
N What'd you call me?
N N Music industry
N Everything in it
N Wait a minute
Not just black people
People, Everybody's welcome
W
P *
FN *
FN *
You wanna live well, stack well
N Fucking niggers all wanna leave with Blackwell
Fucking Nigger
Live Well
Stack Well
FN
Wanna leave with Blackwell
W
P *
FN *
W
P *
You need funds and big guns
Bigger ones, quicker ones
Kill the silence, It's like every...
FN
W
P *
FN *
W *
P *
W *
W *
It's next to sex
Break necks
What's next? Sex?
Breaks necks
You stack well
You fucking niggers
Wanna leave with Blackwell
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it
Wait a minute
Let my people sing
Fuck these niggers
W
P *
FN *
I wanna own the whole music industry
And everything in it
And everything in it
Music Industry
And everything in it
And everything in it
Hmmm...people sing...
Don't give a fuck if you're gonna mind kill a Jew
You're riled with me
I'm riled with you
Everybody's welcome
All races
Fuck those niggers
W
P *
Fuck you niggers *
I need more money
I need you, to give me
More money, for my record deal
FN
Three million dollars
Four hundred bucks
We could make some guns
Make some funds
We could make some guns
Make some funds
Bigger ones
Quicker ones
W
P
W
P
Stack well
Wanna leave with Blackwell
FN
Stackwell NNN Blackwell
FN *
FN *
You stack well *
I wanna leave with Blackwell
You stack well
I wanna leave with Blackwell
You fucking niggers *
W *
P *
W
P *
FN *
I wanna own the whole in'stry
N Everything in it
Wait a minute
W
W
W
(Grumbling) *
(Grumbling) *
FN *
Leave with Blackwell
FN *
That every black man in the music industry has got a criminal conviction
Can you say that with conviction?
FN...
This is no disrespect
To anybody
Who works at Polygram
Unless you're a wreckless fucker
This is who I am
This is who I am
This is who I am
Stack well
Leave with Blackwell
(Lots of mumbling and repeating of previous lyrics with
plenty of "PolyGram!" samples throughout.)
Fucking Niggers
Peace...
** Thanks to Scott **
We know

Demise Lyrics By Tricky

So you like to desmise with your pen
I was the same
I was the same back when
Then and now, I wanna change
But don't know how
Do's and don'ts - don'ts I don't like
She's not Tina and I'm not like Ike
But what was Ike like
Is Ike what you write
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
We'll disarm ya, ask Julian Palmer
Only joking, too much smoking
But it's ok, it's ok
We've been through too much yesterday
Tell you what we're gonna do
They'll protect me from me, I'll protect from you
By any means by any means
By any means by any means
Please won't you try
Stop me talking like a tough guy
Subject matter's love
Subject matter's love
What would I need another enemy
I know I love you
I can feel you in my energy
I'm too scared to be a gun totting
Gangster wanna-be
I've got too much love, too much love
Met you on mondalay
Inside of me
Or next week
If I'm tina I guess I'm weak
Big take
Making my head ache
Big take
Making my head ache
It's not your fault
You don't understand
Take our hand
We give
So don't be negative
You don't feel the
'Cause you feel yourself
Stuck up in your own head
Leave that 'till I'm dead
What do I think
I think instinct.

Kickin' Lyrics By Tricky

( Whale )
Drummer : One, two, three, four
Tricky and Cia Berg :
I wanna give birth to your baby, baby
Scream all night long
Exercise our breathing so they hear it in Vietcong
Untangle my umbilical
There's no need to be political
Let's not get too serious
Just try to stay predictable
Cos I....
All :
I can't help that I think you're really kickin'
I can't help that I think you're really kickin'
I can't help that I think you're really kickin'
I can't help..
I think you're really...
I think you're really...
Kickin'
Tricky and Cia Berg :
I met you on a Tuesday
Or maybe was it Wednesday
You befriended me, defended me
Shortly after you offended me
I asked you "What's your name?"
I looked at you the same
If there a possibility
That you could take on my fertility
All :
I can't help that I think you're really kickin'
I can't help that I think you're really kickin'
I can't help that I think you're really kickin'
I can't help..
I think you're really...
I think you're really...
Kickin'
Tricky :
Can't you feel that my climax isn't topical
My physical biological isn't logical
It's astronomical
All : I can't help that I think you're really kickin'

Bubbles Lyrics By Tricky

Terry Hall :
The first hundred years are the toughest
On this bubble
An open sky, flying high
Take a bride, get some trouble
Tricky :
The first one will do
I'm just passing through
The second one needs more
I've been here before X3
Terry Hall :
Springtime falls, summer calls
You slip and slide until you hit december
Believe my eyes, they'll bleed you dry
If I was an ingenious
I'd lose my temper
Tricky :
The first one will do
Just passing through
The second one needs more
I've been here before
I've been here before
Wanna make me weak while you cry
Not such a thing, 'till you die
Gotta go I get high X2
Deceiver deceived us
And I deceived them
Carry my troubles home
Married with the humble
Terry Hall :
The first hundred years are the toughest
I'm getting smouthred
Life is just one bloody thing
After another

Children's Story Lyrics By Tricky

Once upon a time not long ago,
When people wore pajamas and lived life slow,
When laws were stern and justice stood,
And people were behavin' like they ought ta good,
There lived a lil' boy who was misled,
By another little boy and this is what he said:
"Me & you tonight are gonna make some cash,
Robbin' old folks and makin' tha dash",
They did the job, money came with ease,
But one couldn't stop, it's like he had a disease,
He robbed another and another and a sista and her brotha,
Tried to rob a man who was a D.T. undercover,
The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting erratic,
He said "Keep still, boy, no need for static",
Punched him in his belly and he gave him a slap,
But little did he know the little boy was strapped,
The kid pulled out a gun, he said "Whyױd ya hit me ?",
The barrel was set straight for the cop's kidney,
The cop got scared, the kid, he starts to figure,
"I'll do years if I pull this trigger",
So he cold dashed and ran around the block,
Cop radioes it to another lady cop,
He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister,
A shot for the head, he shot back but he missed her,
Looked around good and from expectations,
So he decided he'd head for the subway stations,
But she was coming and he made a left,
He was runnin' top speed till he was outta breath,
Knocked an old man down and swore he killed him,
Then he made his move to an abandoned building,
Ran up the stairs up to the top floor,
Opened up the door there, guess who he saw?,
Dave the dope fiend shootin' dope,
Who don't know the meaning of water nor soap,
He said "I need bullets, hurry up, run!"
The dope fiend brought back a spanking shotgun,
He went outside but there was cops all over,
Then he dipped into a car, a stolen Nova,
Raced up the block doing 83,
Crashed into a tree near a university,
Escaped alive though the car was battered,
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops scattered,
Ran out of bullets and still had static,
Grabbed a pregnant lady, got out the automatic,
Pointed at her head and he said the gun was full o' lead,
He told the cops "Back off or honey here's dead",
Deep in his heart he knew he was wrong,
So he let the lady go and he starts to run on,
Sirens sounded, he seemed astounded,
Before long the little boy got surrounded,
He dropped the gun, so went the glory,
And this is the way I must end this story,
He was only seventeen, in a madman's dream,
The cops shot the kid, I still hear him scream,
This ain't funny so don't ya dare laugh,
Just another case 'bout the wrong path,
Straight 'n narrow or your soul gets cashed.

Tricky Kid Lyrics By Tricky

Tricky:
One-two one-two
Huh, one-two one-two one-two ( d: Mikecheck )
Tricky:
That one fronts
Braggin' on the stunts
Coke in ya nose ( d: coke in ya nose )
Tricky:
Knock out ya gold fronts
That one fronts
Braggin' on your stunts
Coke in ya nose
Tricky & d :
Knock out ya gold fronts
Tricky:
Here comes a Nazarene
Look good in that magazine
Haile Selassie I
They look after I
God will receive us
Got me like Jesus
God will receive us
Tricky & d : Got me like jesus
Tricky:
Mary magdaleine
That'd be my first sin
Being with this temptress
d: Yeahhhh
Tricky:
It's a mongrel rage
It's a new age
As long as you're humble
Let you be the king of jungle
We run everything
Always and ever
Has been has been
Heard there's german-jamaicans
With twisted faces
Same as it ever was
Tricky & d : Tell me what the race is
Tricky:
It's surreal
They're not real
I put them on their places
d: Yeahhhh
Tricky:
They used to call me tricky-kid
I live the life they wish they did
I live the life, don't own a car
Now they call me superstar
d : Tell'm where you at baby ahhhh!
Tricky :
They used to call me tricky-kid
Tricky & d :
I live the life they wish they did
Tricky :
I live the life don't own a car
Tricky & d :
But now they call me superstar
Tricky :
Are you disturbed? i'll be with..
Everybody wants to know where my mind is
I'll tell you everything
Tell your life
Look deep into my mongrel eyes
d:
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you see
Tell me what you see
When you look into these mongrel eyes... ahhhh!
Tricky:
That one fronts
Braggin' on the stunts
Coke in ya nose
Tricky & d :
Knock out ya gold fronts
Tricky :
Here comes a Nazarene
Tricky & d :
Look good in that magazine
Tricky :
Haile Selassie I
They look after I
God will receive us
Got me like jesus
Mary magdaleine
That'd be my first sin
Being with this temptress
d : Wahhhhhhh
Tricky :
It's a mongol rage
It's a new age
As long as ya humble
Let ya be the king of jungle
We run everything
Always and ever
Has been has been
d : Don't you see...
Tricky :
Heard there's german-jamaicans
With twisted faces
d : Faces
Tricky : Same as it ever was
d : Same as it ever was
Tricky :
Tell me what the race is
It's surreal
They're not real
I put them by their places
d : See it
Tricky & d :
They used to call me tricky-kid
I live the life they wish they did
Lived the life, don't own a car
Tricky & d :
And now they call me superstar
Tricky :
Are you disturbed? i'll be with..
Everybody wants to know where my mind is
I'll tell you everything
Tell your life
Look deep into my mongrel eyes
Everybody wants a record deal
And everybody wants a...
And everybody wants a record deal
d : Fuck it the deal
Tricky : Everybody wants to be naked and famous
d : Naked and famous
Tricky : And everybody wants to be naked and famous
d : Naked and famous
Tricky : And everybody wants to be just like me
I'm the kid
Tricky & d : And famous
d : Check it
Tricky :
They used to call me tricky-kid
I live the life they wish they did
I lived the life to own a car
Tricky & d :
But now they call me superstar
Tricky :
Are you disturbed? i'm on with..
Everybody wants to know where my mind is
Tell you everything
I tell you lies
Tricky & d :
Look deep into these mongrel eyes
d : Check it
What do you see?
Tricky : If you test and turn the tables
Tricky & d :
We're gonna get in smoke up
And we're starting to unturn your label
Tricky :
And everybody who got a record deal
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
Everybody's got a record deal
And everybody wants to be naked and famous
d : Naked and famous
Tricky :
Everybody wants to be just like me
I'm the kid
Tricky & d :
And famous
Ha ha
And everybody wants a record deal
d : Everybody
Tricky :
And everybody just wants to be like me
I'm the kid
Tricky & d :
And famous
Tricky :
And famous
That one fronts
Braggin' on the stunts
And coke in ya nose
Tricky & d :
Knock out ya gold fronts
Tricky :
Here comes a Nazarene
You look good in that magazine
Haile Selassie I
They look after I
God will receive us
Got me like jesus
Mary magdaleine
That'd be my first sin
Being with this temptress
d :Ahhhhhhhh

Bad Dreams Lyrics By Tricky

This is a matter of utmost urgency
You might even call it a police emergency
Suckers got ill when they finally heard the G
Wasn't sellin' out, they tried to murder me
Reached for my jammy like a troop's supposed to do
Never let a sucker get too close to you
Heard 'em comin', ducked behind the wall
Then saw the whites of his eyes, the first one had to fall
Another bug creeped up the fire escape
Trying to sneak, I guess he snuck too late
Lookin' like a scene from Real Life Vice
The way his head fell apart like a block of solid ice
Uzi does it, come to think of it
Dude had a nine, but his wasn't as fast as mine
I heard the phone ring, should I answer?
This is gettin' serious as terminal cancer
And that is the final stage, my primal rage
Began to rise and I started to fantasize
How many more might try to rush the door
And blast their way in, hell, I ain't stayin'
I opened the back door and felt the summer night heat
Saw a bunch of bugs wearin' white sheets
What else could it mean? I know it ain't Halloween
The cross in the background burnin' made a ill scene
First I was panicky, then I was angry
One creep even had a rope ready to hang me
Now who am I supposed to be? Eddie Spaghetti?
You come and vic Rob G any time you're ready?
Fuck that, they had me trapped so I rushed back
They tried to bust me but they don't have enough caps
I dipped, dived, slipped, slid, they missed me
I had to move quick or they was bound to get me
One bullet grazed me, that didn't phase me
What could I say? I was havin' a fucked up day
Stood up and took aim, my finger on the trigger
I shouted "Now let me hear you say nigger!"
Well anyway, nobody spoke or went for broke
The place was all clouded up from gunsmoke
And everything got quiet, I don't buy it
Just a second ago we had a riot
They must be plannin' attack or settin' a trap
Whatever the case you won't get this black
Now I'm on the edge and there's no denyin' it
Whatever the hell might work I'm tryin' it
Thought I was a target that they could get right quick
But I ain't goin' out like no statistic
Another number, made me wonder
How many other brothers they've put under
I sat in the dark real still for a long time
Didn't make a sound cos I've got a strong mind
Made my way to the street, it was daybreak
Must've fallen asleep, but for Pete's sake
I didn't see the enemy trying to put an end to me
The night before, my finger trigger was sore
I went in the house to get a fresh clip
And then I woke up an' shit
It's just a bad dream

Devotion Lyrics By Tricky

I know what you see X5
Wanted with me
Suffocate me with a notion
Deserve me with devotion
Wanted with me X2
Why are we not talkin'
Why are we not speakin'
No words can describe
Inside, inside, I know what we need
I wish life was as simple as 1-2-3, as you and me
So long since I surrender
So long you I remember
It's your turn to fight the things they say
Even though we stay underneath different roofs
Today today today
I know what you see
Wanted with me
Strangle me with the notion
Twisted in my devotion
Wanted with me X2
(While your sleeping bag)??
Bare-faced like a bear
No words can describe
So why, so why, why does it feel
I wish life was as simple as 1-2-3, as you and me
So long since I surrender
So long you I remember
It's your turn to fight the things they say
Even though we stay underneath different roofs
Wanted with me X2
Suffocate me with emotion
Deserve me with devotion
Wanted with me X2
Why are we not talkin'
Why are we not speakin'
So long since I surrencer
So long you I remember
It's your turn to fight the things they say
Even though we stay underneath different roofs
Are there no words to describe
Inside, inside, I know...
Wanted with me
Why won't you listen to me
Suffocate me with emotion
Deserve me with devotion
So long since I surrender
So long you I remember
It's your turn to fight the things they say
Even though we stay underneath different roofs
So long since I...
So long...
I can't find the words

The Moment I Feared Lyrics By Tricky