So when I think about it all I can't wait to get back home To fall right back into your arms And talk about the million miles That we've driven so far
show?" Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?! Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by But yo it's all good
down on ya ride Show ya grill when you smile And tell em [Hook: TJ] This is tha life I'm livin it up(aaao) It's all that I know I can't get enough(yea
's all about peace [VERSE 2: Bret E.B.] Wise but still wonderin, all of the blunderin My soul is drenched in blood and the sky is thunderin Subject to all
To when my daddy had the sky-blue Caddy with the 8 track Bumpin the O'Jays, the Dells and the Bar-Kays The Body Rock, block party jam in the park days
were all on time for work that day we all boarded that plane for to fly and then while the fires were raging we all climbed up on the windowsill and
'all [14KT] Yuh yall, it goes (UH UH UH OOOOH) Let-let me know is y'all with me (WITH MEEE) Yo I'm ready to rock, is y'all ready to rock? (YEAH) I'm sayin if, if y'all
a make some more Yes, yes y'all you are now rocking with the best of the mess hall In root to the basement, while Ant drives the vessel All apologies
can make the magic flow Once the music is rockin' Give me slow jams and hot romance Rock me with that tender dance I wanna feel the passion so give me all
watch it rock-n-roll Hit the stage, lil' girls keepa pullin my clothes I'm fresh-fresh y'all, up out the mall Back' up on the corner talkin Slic to y'all
C'mon! * crowd chants "go, go, go, go" for a while * Ha hah Well it's me, down with BDP KRS-One rocks ANY party Rocks the beats, and the breaks Rock
Watching Lil Wil TNT Want to show me All the cameras flashing Every time we step out No mo commercial lighting New York we bring them jets out You ain't got to tell
around Stay quiet off a show, we all going down Can't have that, my black steel, ready aim and bark back Stay close, or my slugs won't tell you no Complete
t be for-reala Went from Cam to Killa, killa to scrilla, Gorilla From killa to Sky-Scrappers, from sky-scrappers High papers, that's my nature Do five you now, y'all
bartender Cause I be given niggas shot after shot And I was locked behind bars and I used to grind raw And I used to grind hard sellin' Rock after rock
bigger For the love of the Money, pussy, drugs Fools change and get all twisted up [Chorus] x 4 Dollar bill y'all Dollar bill y'all Dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar dollar bill y'all
[Verse 1: Dray] I iggity am what I am I comes to get biz so bust the jam I might not be the man but y'all I still proceed to slam, I cram to understand
The force is fly (high), shootin' out shit that scorch the sky Stops at the sparks that fly I'ma forcified, and I'm forced to try With all my might to
