(Chorus)x2 We Creep, creep, creep, and we crawl,crawl Crawl, ballin' on all of y'all Niggas heavy in the game And we connectin' the plots, and we connectin
Well, all right, starchild Citizens of the universe, recording angels We have returned to claim the pyramids Partying on the mothership I am the mothership
Fuck the toughest I'm dangerous it's rowdy Motherfuckers are up and outty the roughest sucker plucker Since they found me Openin' up a can of clash clicks
First verse [kilo-g]: Now if I step up on you with two nine millimeters, Nigga you best to up and feel the heat from my niener Or you gone be the, next
I deem perfection by the words wrote in the letter. No better, And I wish, And I wish it could always be better. Wishing it could be... I deem perfection
No one turned your Rally of peace into A state of violence Inside I hear the screams Of the strongest on their knees I took a look - I stepped back Disappointment
Riding on any wave There is the luck you crave They don't believe it now They just think it's stupid So got anything? Anyone could have done Who would
Peep the story Sonny Cheeba, Geechie Suede Check it out Volume 1 of this joint I ski in Switzerland down in Morocco gamblin', handlin' B.I. for my crooks
All I want to do is to get back to you Connection, I just can't make it, connection All I want to do is to get back to you Everything is going in the
[Music by Hatakka-Waltari] Connection, what's the matter with you baby Connection don't explain, don't need your "maybe" I wanna feel your head but
Electric windmill skyline The cracking soil beneath my feet It's pearls drenched with lust This empty bed, the sweat soaked sheets It's like they empty
i remember when we first met through a friend of a friend of a friend we were fortunate to have met and to month is so later i guessed affection had
What up, what up. Yeah, yeah. East coast, west coast, flava in the mothafuckin house. (Hurricane G) Hurricane G and the m*thaf*ckin Delinquent Habits
Where there's a music should be comin' out of every car There is a silence all over downtown Where community celebrations shall be aroused I walk the
Cut the cake and drop the fine I've seen good friends go down the line This part of town where the sun don't shine Always on the connection This wind
If you want the big one You'll have to queue and if you do, you're gonna get some If you want the big one You'll have to queue and if you do, you're gonna
Everything seems to be going in the wrong direction The doctor wants to give me more injections He's given me shots for a thousand rare infections And
Reachin' out and touchin' the gal dem makin' dem life happy Them draw fi a dutty cup youth fi slap it You done know say right now The boriquas call me
