Twilite Speedball Lyrics - The Ecstatic - Mos Def

Have fun y'all 

Have fun y'all 

The city breathing all down your neck 

Bad news and good dough special effects 

And reality's teeth 

Bright, black, sicker than deep 

Who ain't shy of the pain? 

Who ain't shy of the pleasure just the same? 

Life is a game I heard the homie say 

Well I came to win so I'm not here to play 

Have fun (Get it, get it) 

Don't stop 

Ecstatic 

Fantastic 

Wild 

People 

Bad news and good dough 

Powder, potion, pills, smoke 

Baby, how you trying to go? 

Duro o dulce, fast or slow? 

Yay, no? 

It's okay you can have it your way love 

It ain't all good but baby I'm cool 

Feeling great, feeling good how are you? 

Ten percent condition, ninety percent response 

Survival mathematics the number mad song 

Old dads drop the jewels so pure 

When the times get raw, there's something I recall 

Sometimes I don't remember it at all 

And it gets stormed by the weather with no umbrella 

Sky release pressure and the ground get wetter 

My outfit fuck'd up 

Could'a looked fresher 

But guess what? 

The hell with parade day rain 

Tsunami and sunshine a vomit is the same 

Life is a game I heard the homie say 

Well I came to win 

Dante 

Get it get it 

Bey! 

Get it get it 

Brooklyn 

Get it get it 

Ecstatic 

Don't Stop 

E'day 

People 

Bad news and good dough 

Powder, potion, pills, smoke 

Baby, how you trying to go? 

Duro o dulce, fast or slow? 

Yay, no? 

It's okay you can have it your way love 

Nasty times, but baby I'm cool 

Feeling great, feeling good 

Ey'day 

Every day 

Having a good time 

Every day 

Having a good time 

Every day 

Bey! 

Having a good time every day 

That's cool