[M & L by S. Guadagnoli] Break down the way One - Connect the laptop to the net Two - I'm gonna show you how to flow Break free don't wanna be just
Qasar. J'ai senti l'affinite, le temps d'un regard l'Amour nous a tetanises. Autour de nous tout s'est dematerialise, emporte comme par un vortex, connecte
musiques fusionnent avec l'espace. Ramasse la maille qu'on voit combien le monde est vaste des Bahamas au Fuji-Yama. Issy la vision est serree ca parle embrouille et quar-pla, mon R
to us Niggas who. . . . . . {fades directly into "Love Is Love"} "Love Is Love" AZ: See...this is what I mean...when we come together like this incredible things take place... see we connect
now that's some C shit And if you're Slobbin', fuck being a brother Sick shit - doin' a stroll and just die muthafuckas I think a bootie try to smoke the G the R
double to the l-e Movin out where it's warm when it's chilly [VERSE 3: Buckshot] The god is back to put the r in rap No R&B niggas, the streets don't
flip more birdies than Kernels chicken And I ain't shit without my niggas and my bitches Y'all can't see me, 3-D on T.V. We the T-H-U-G-L-O-R-D's [x2
the game And not namin' names But 'caine fames like Damon Wayans Connect for life is, the Tech kept us righteous Cause yes expect the crisis, when it's connects
this way it's real...dog...no joke Blow smoke in ya bitch face, piss in ya wheels Slap ya custies, clap your workers, dead the strip Stick ya connect,
a legional merrit This is the precarious position of a rap star dead serious With hilariously bizzare, share your verses with the gods R-A-W-W-A-R, flow
Still in all we came to raise the roof up [R] Minolta flash [S] Gun in the stash [T] Rollin for mo' hash [R] Tek, why you slap fire out em, hold fast
facing a scholar, question my life expectant My essence is getting money, my oral life, Lexus On the mic I'm relentlence, prosude the perfection Ya new connect
[Music by: R.Osterberg Lyrics by: J.Lindstrand] Soon I am dark I will enter the crypt of blasphemy I will waste the human race Behold my hate Evil
[R.E.U.] When the R spits that raw it's caution for listeners To keep they guard up like a talkative prisoner Uh I don't bargain I enter ya' Take ya'
ll have the chronic in no time *lighter flicks* Dial 1-800-713-GROW *inhaling noise* That's 1-800 *cough cough* *inhale* *lighter flicks* 713 *cough cough* G *inhale* R
Repeat 1 [R.O.C.] Yeah, yeah, now who can serve this crew is nervous? You broke by mistake, we rich on purpose What the word is, you heard this sober, the R
B R A T Now me I be she with the funk Puttin' the Holyfield beatin on the ass in your trunk Now as the rhythm and the rhyme connect Its like asthma motherfuckers
we're here to make music bottom line we have a whole lot of fans from different genres of music so we gotta make sure that we keep a connection with them ya know? connected