move every B-boy king like Coretta Scott, keep it hot, block once rock The plot that we tried to recognize was not The L to the O V, M O V E K dub,
for Sunday morning, Sunday morning Everyday is Saturday night But I can't wait for Sunday morning, Sunday morning Everyday is Saturday night But I can't wait for
divorced The way, it wasn't easy, a rock in the past So what's the matter with you when the rock just laughed? Carrying a load for the conscious untoiling
gets old, when the game gets sold I spent a lot of time, perusin' the T Dot Maybe a beats hot, but syllables bleeped out Many men turn to mice when searchin' for
to this, it doesn't matter If you can't dance to this, it doesn't matter" Yeah, yeah, I was running around with my head in the sand Looking for a pupil
she played it Made me feel like I was back home Her eyes, like two suns Shinning down on this desert I roam That is why I, I can't take this feeling in my heart anymore Time for
the universe Supersonic bond, metaphor, megahertz I'm on a mission with the mic in the holster Spread the love from coast to coast, hear the dope for
for the mirror in the sky Make me row my boat out to the sea But they're knocking on my door again Dressed up and nowhere to go I am looking for the
I was down to my very last song Didn?t even know which way to go Couldn?t believe that this was happening I said, "God, please don?t put me back" I didn
, ego But even that is a battle So hard to keep my motives pure and not metal Rebels, without a cause, break laws But I'd rather break food over the beat for
the halls of the dead And the life you've been lookin' for in the world that you live Yeah, the life you've been lookin' for in the world that you live
see your eyes run dry Subliminal pro, I've got to go Plus I couldn't be the pound in your chest Game for fame, for checkmate, I've got a new mind state
Sometimes the way we look at life can be too serious Cuz were dancin by the pale moon light I wake up in the morning and I feel delerious Cuz of something
You say you love me but then you turn and walk away All for a love not even born yesterday I see you on the streets and you just pass me by You think
The game gets old, when the game gets sold I spent alot of time, perusin' the T. Dot Maybe a beats hot, but syllables bleeped *out* Many men turn to mice when searchin' for
were divorced. the way it was easy, a rock in the past so what's the matter with you, when the rock just laughed carrying a load for the conscious untoiling
running around with my head in the sand Looking for a pupil in a new fan Told me before, baby do your own dance Stay off the highway (Thanks to liz for
Sometimes the way we look at life can be too serious Cuz were dancin by the pale moon light I wake up in the morning and I get delerious Cuz of something
