I was waiting for a push, waiting for a sign. Waiting for the perfect moment to arrive. Steady as a clock, caught between the line. Living for myself until I realized.
It's only for a moment you are mine to hold. The plans that heaven has for you. Will all too soon unfold. So many different prayers I'll pray. . For all that you might do.
Lay in the bed and we're looking at the moon. I put my fingers through your hair, we can dance around the room. Or we can kiss between the sheets, no one else but you and me.
Intro: We got it, we got it, we got it going on, and yo we got it, we got it, now march to the drums, YO. . Verse I. We got it going on, 300 million strong.
I thought I knew it all. but i didn't,. I thought I'd seen it all. just beginning.. Sometimes we fall. before the finish,. This ain't a call. It's just realness..
...It's not about the salary. I do this so Mc's they twice before they battle me. Cause Liney B can really flow shit (say what!). This ain't no wo, thuggish ruggish, bow wow, yippie yo shit.
I dedicate this song to all the kids out there. Growing up without they father in they life. That's some real serious shit. Y'all listen. I know I'm not perfect but I strive to be.
This be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop. We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac. This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga.
This be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop. We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac. This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga.
Okay, me Freaky Tah, goin' up for me. Met two shorties, yeah, no doubt. Took out the weed, back to the house. Told my niggas to get the hell out. . 'Bout to get busy, yeah, no doubt.
Party, all night. Fiesta, forever. Getting cheddar, whatever. Together, or never. . One deres on the six, I resurrect the Willie, hottest dick. I'm rich, plotter on your daughter, I'm magician cause I trick.
The year is 1971. Now comes the first of the children of Roton. Lords of the underground witness the birth of the funky child. Do it all hit 'em. . Born with the fuckers from the womb of Brenda.
*chorus*. "mmm mm mm, ain't that something? ". "damn it feels good to see people up on it". (repeat 4x). . Lord finesse in effect cause I rhyme hard. Look good flow smooth yeah the whole nine yard.
"man oh man. the boy done found something funky and. Don't know what to do. I think you should set it off. Right now. set it off.". . I'm a get paid for the 1990's.
O-o-oh shit, o-o-oh shit. O-o-oh shit, o-o-oh shit. O-o-oh shit. . Me and the fellas, we used to be cool. Until I got the fame, the girls and the jewels.
(so you know there's a lotta darkness out here. We watch it all time. I'm busy looking at the darkness sayin. "damn, that's some darkness over there", you know?.
[ verse 1 ]. Aw shit now, word spreads around when I get down. I rip clowns, I make niggas wanna skip town. Lord finesse got the rough raps, fuck that.
[finesse]. Suckas out there better pray and shout for help. When it comes to skills on the mic, I'm out for self. Finesse is dangerous, so those who came to fuss.
I'm hitchhiking love. Could you take me to the hill. Im not heavy no I promise. I heard you could fly. Could you try. (Could ah). . We can drive from mountain low.