a une go' qu'arrive M.C.'s d'la capitale tu veut nous grailent Il t'faut des grosses canines degouter par s'gros kainry qui d'un air autarie Des habits
I started off a hustla indo smokin Weed in my lungs so a nigga kept chokin Eyes kinda red blood shot from the contact In a 67' Caddy bumpin Gap Band
[Chorus: Aceyalone] Some birds don't deserve to be caged They gotta fly away and search for the waves Bein locked up is worse than the grave I live by
streams the natives stay inside their huts until that bright sun beams then slowly they crept out to get some air some argued some screamed some beamed
natives all stay inside their huts until that bright sun beams then slowly they crept out to get some air some argued some screamed some beamed some slept
People who don't understand - Tryin' to keep together a band Pigs that never let me be - Most of the justice that I see One of those days, sleepless
a band that plays loud and hard every night That doesn't care how many people are counted at the door That would travel one million miles and ask for
Gimme one good reason why I should listen to you I need one good reason why I should do What you want me to Gimme some air or I can't breathe I can't
Band) (Dave) Come out, come out, no use in hiding Come now, come now, can you not see? There's no place here, what were you expecting? No room for
at the sky Innersexual circuits are cruising without fear All inviting you for partytiming here That's the start of the new sensation.. ...dig that band
outside they?re as bright as the sun They?re much brighter than anyone Oh the girls in the queue yes they?re waiting for you well they?re waiting for
you Falettin' me be mice elf again Everybody, scream Hands up in the air two times, here we go You gotta punch it three times, on the beat Whoo Four times in the air
s telephone beeps Yeah she's dashing for the exit And she's running to the streets outside Oh you've saved me, she screams down the line The band were
17 years? There's no feeling left inside and the band's reunified. Will you like this song after 17 years? Part of me has died, been taken for a ride
share You don't like it, so what?, I don't care Throw your hands up, keep em in the air, Don't wanna roll with' it? fuck up outta here! We only rockin' for
Touch The Mic For The Rep And For The Loot Im Known Around My Village As The Mouth That Likes To Shoot Now I No Longer Have Time For Your Irrelivance
leaders in the place, throw your hands in the air All the feeders in the house, throw your hands in the air All the thinkers here tonight, put your hands in the air
