I'm ticking away Like a bomb Yeah, baby Talk to me Tell me your sign You're switching sides like a Gemini You're playing games and now you're hittin' my heart Like a drum
to my tummy toes I know it, I'm a stop, I'm trying just like life Yes, I can sing and I can rap And I can act and I can dance And I can dress, sign
hanging down to my tummy toes I know it, I'm a stop, I'm trying just like life Yes I can sing, and I can rap And I can act, and I can dance And I can
Roll somethin' nicely, make her wanna have a seed Hope her son looks like me Uh, can't imagine the things that I'm fightin' Collipark on the drums, I
Stand Under The Clouds Tryna Catch You If I Can And If That Goes As Planned Then Safely You Should Land We Will Hold Hands And Dance To The Beat Drums
what I live for To hear the sound of the crowd roar for more To see the niggas that can't pay rush the door Wildin on the dance floor when they song
, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo My flows remarkable, Doc walk like Kane From Kung Fu 'round the globe Throw obstacles, I'll hurdle them Herb and whack MC's Drum
(C. Kirschner) Produced by Curtis Curtis and Concetta (BMI) With Kool Keith Girl: Irina. Bass: Walter Sipser Shaker/Digital Scratching: Curtis Drums/Keys
Yeah, oh, oh, yeah, yeah Oh, I feel like dancing I feel like dancing I smell something in the air that's makin' me high I said, I smell something in
All I see is blinkin' lights track boards and fat mikes 950's SP12's MP60's Shit is thumping ear drums pumpin' The shit is tight right 'cause the sample
ghost and call that shit SP Glow outta this world, I'm coming for my Moon man You niggas slide back like that walkin' on the moon dance No glitter glean
into my house Give me body Don't make me wait Come into my house Give me body Here's a dance step, from now I'll kick a Bass and treble flow through
out Who am I? Nigga with the blunt, steady trippin' Sippin' on the concoction, with the gun cocktin' Drum knockin', gotta get off Bitches and killas in the front watchin' Flowin
you do it. Music can keep the party people dancing. Just put your mind into the tracks. It'll keep you happy give it a chance come on. Just flow
a boy in a castle And he's dancing like a cat on the stairs He's got the fire of a prince in his eyes And the thunder of a drum in his ears I've got
She was in the flowery garden when first she caught my eye And I just a marching soldier she smiled as I passed by The flowers she held were fresh and
and roundabouts. At the roadside manhood's flower--blighted by a wayward youth, Has cast its seed on well-worn pathways--borne on winds of whispered truth. We march to drums