Get down, get down. Get down, get down. Get down, get down. Get down, get down. Get down, get down. Get down, get down. Get down, get down. Get down, get down.
Tell me right now, tell me what's wrong. Please tell me something before I'm gone. It seems like we have come to the end. Should I be listening to all my friends.
Yes, right about now we got Afrika. From the Jungle Brothers on the wheels of steel. My sister Harmony, right beside me. And I, KRS-One on the mic. Sidney Mills on the keyboards.
What was it like to see. The face of your own stability. Suddenly look away. Leaving you with the dead and hopeless?. Eleven and she was gone.. Eleven is when we waved good-bye..
(One, two, three). Jack, Jack, Jack. Jack, Jack, Jack. (One, two, three). . Again we start, let me say my part. About the only guy who has some heart.
Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch and the ho don't wan' fuck. Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my fuckin' nut, fa'sho'. She gonna be drove then.
[Verse 1: Juvenile]. Uh, Uh, Uh I took my first break in seventy-five. I tell the story like yesterday when(??) was alive. didn't do shit with my brothers without makin e'm mad.
[Verse 1]. Half a score I reported you retorted. I'm the tortoise. You the hare. People stare when you care. Inviting fear listen here. I ain't fare. This a circle there's a square.
me wo tojireba okusen no hoshi ichiban hikaru omae ga. . iru. hajimete ichizu ni nareta yo yozora e hibike ai no. . uta. . daishinyuu no kanojo no tsure oishii pasuta tsukutta.
SOLO 1. Gbati Jesu bade, y'o waba igbagbo laye. (When Jesus shall come, will HE find faith on earth?). . Opo igbagbo, loma ti di igbagbe. (Many have abandoned their faith).
Tu es fada je crains dégun, je vous prends tous ici, un par un!. . Au début des années 80, je me souviens des soirées. Où l'ambiance était chaude et les mecs rentraient.
Je viens de Marseille la ville photique. Ce qui implique, logique, l'unique chaleur de mes lyrics. Se fixe, se glisse, qu'importe le rythme. Mais celui-ci est volontairement pur, dépouillé mais funky.
Tu es fada je crains dégun, je vous prends tous ici, un par un!. . Au début des années 80, je me souviens des soirées. Où l'ambiance était chaude et les mecs rentraient.
Uhh, Uhh, yea, yea, ha. Come on, Come on, Come on. Ha. What, yea. Diggin In The Crates ya'. Come on, Come on, Come on. Uhh, yea. Lord Finesse ya'. Check it, yea.
Yo, it definitely is a concrete jungle. And yet there's more to life than misery. We have to have unity in our community. We have to work together brothers and sisters.
Have some fun out there. Smells like fucking dope in here. Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you. Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you. Son, do the drugs don't let drugs do you.
[Hook: Quavo]. Juggin' and juggin' it. Send in your order, I'm cookin' it. Bodied out there like bullet tints. Say it's like readin' a book again. Juggin' and juggin' it.
to the tic toc ya don't stop. to the beat beat and ya don't quit shit. Before the sun shines the rain falls. Applause the encore. haven't you heard of a bitch who can open like pores.
Ladies leave your man at home. The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown. And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends. 'Cause it's eleven thirty and the club is jumpin', jumpin'.