We flyin' high above the clouds again Lookin' down from the clouds At them holes that I see Never knowin' to put down your weight Only thing they know
American man American man American man So don't try and tell me that I am a part of a Government of cospiracy! Pretty lies mean more papers To terrorize
Oh, I can do, anything that I can do when im with you. This Love, this love, this love, it's you I need and you i'm dreaming of. I never felt nothing
[Chorus] Baby I like it Baby I like it when you move that way I like it Baby I like it when you move that way Baby won't you tell me what it takes to
Blood of my blood Flesher then flesh All of these people gettin down like this, we original Nobody dat play A sweeter type of sugar Like the rythyme
Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey What it is aint what you get and Taking time out to regret The antisocialistic has got em in a whirl I say Smoke comin
Kyle say that He don't care Don't give a fuck Dont cut his hair And Had a party Drinkin' brews Cops bust in All sick of booze and He'll say surrender
And some man live his life For profits alone That very same man He lives his life all alone And the road to life Yes it goes up and down Doesn't really
Witness Civil oppression Oh lord Witness Civil oppression
Heard you knockin' on the Devil's door Come back tommorow baby Cause he aint takin' any more See you walkin' down on Bourbon street I can tell you girl
And if you ever really wanted, someone to call your own. And if you ever really needed, while you were all alone. And time and trouble did you ever think
So me go Fire fire now Fire down below For these people they running 'round Out of control They running round them wicked out of control Jah jah be with
Girl you is so fine Hold you near to me All the time Things ill do for you Would you do for me? Hold me too Gold is in your eyes Need you near to me
Why u gatta tell me like i aint no good for you? Why u gatta tell me like its somethin i should do? Never really know, but time will tell Woke up in
Fuck the police Fuck the government Fuck the system Love your mother
Whoa Yeah But if this world were mine They'd play rub-a-dub all the time But then me playin' with this double bass line They playin' with the wicked
I see now little girl a cryin she was looking so sad I wonder why but then I realize the pain that she had Deep on the inside something you can't understand
