stop this ride And when the thrill is gone I can turn it on for you Can't stop this ride And when the thrill is gone I can turn it on for you
much to go back everyday 'Cause I heard it all before and I've been down there on the floor No one's ever gonna keep me down again, ohh Yes, I am wise but it
Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap Just make it clap, just make it clap
kill my legs shut It's a mistake lighting little white candles To make Him love you Oh, He's cold by any city's standards They want to turn you down
They call it chivalry, never pull a punch for free You ever wonder why they had to move on This phony article, they put you on the floor A double standard
It's the mystery of inequity Said it's the misery of inequity Said it's the history of inequity When it all, all falls down Telling you all, it all falls
I turn the club to Iraq in this bitch x2 One call Iraq in this bitch x3 Better get on Iraq in this bitch Iraq in this bitch, Iraq You better get on Iraq
the pussy it?s a sin but if it falls in your lap it?s a blessing soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing French, to be exact, that Balmain was
a TKO and Jesse James with a .44, I keep on coming moving slow and put them on the floor. Get up! Turn it up a bit. Get up! Turn it up a bit. I'm self
Catch a shooting star and put it in your pocket And your pants will start on fire One bird in the hand or two birds in the bush Neither do you any good
the president dead It's never been said But I said precedents and the standards And they can't stand it My name should've been bastard The shit should've been plastered On
, they got the, golden sun I know women on the continent got it Nigeria, and Ghana, you know they got it Tanzania, Namibia and Mozambique and Bothswana, to let it
Carribean, they got the, golden sun I know women on the continent got it Nigeria, and Ghana, you know they got it Tanzania, Namibia and Mozambique and Bothswana, to let it
got the, golden sun I know women on the continent got it Nigeria, and Ghana, you know they got it Tanzania, Namibia and Mozambique And Bothswana, to let it
the strangler The crime seemed to be sexual from nature It was substantial evidence that the nigga raped her The suspects had marks on his face and chest But it
cigarettes Philosophers plot to maul nations out of shock and awe Generation of ideas, children who won't talk at all Profits fall Chalk on walls Years spent on
Wanna get up on this stage And my lips become percussion And my fists become the rage And I pound on this table Till it gives me something to say Then