pain or hold out hands to touch fingers hold It's as if our seas have walls and will they ever merge? and spread their liquid limbs spread their limbs around our different lands
other pain or hold out hands to touch fingers hold It's as if our seas have walls and will they ever merge? and spread their liquid limbs spread their limbs around our different lands
When I pop pop pop (pop, pop) That funk'll gon' blow you away Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday Oh, gotta say fuck all y'all, all y'all Wasteland
M.C.'s "Together Forever (Live at Hollis Park '84)"] Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Get your ass up, and let's get ill That's right
up, gee, man. - Yo, man you heard about that club called the Donut Hill, B? - Yeah, man, I heard it's kinda fly, man. - Yo man, Rakim and De La be up
s loving the mix My people in the front, all covered in spit Batters in the box, Suffa to pitch Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch And we the funk leaders
is for the heads that's loving the mix, My people in the front all covered in spit, Batter's in the box, (oww) suffer to pitch (what?), Hilltop hoods all
the man Can I kick it (yes you can) I got (funk) You got (soul) We got everybody I've got the gift Gonna stick it in the goal It's time to move your
when it's handed to me I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee the emcee fiends only seem to agree that I rock all the world and the society
me What you gonna do to get the women on krunk Imma Hit'em with the funk got'em all like oh [Chorus] That's Tech N9ne, sex all the time Teasing your
Took all my goodies out from under the tree Except the CD's Of shiny suit rappers and flossin' M C's Who fail at takin' it to rhyme degrees Man, you
you go When I pop, pop, pop (Pop, pop) That funk 'll gon' blow you away Playa hation strikes a nerve everyday Oh, gotta say, fuck all, y'all, all y'all
, South Central and, Lookin' out for the black man, strugglin' with my brother man, Roll with the clan, Boker's Rock to Tazkan, It's us against the man
with the man Can I kick it (Yes you can) I got (Funk) You got (Soul) We got everybody, I've got the gift Gonna stick it in the goal It's time to move
slowly Your oldie that?s for takin' it P now what?s left to play soley That?s for fuckin' wit me listen in the streets it?s a respect thang Can?t tell
in the staircases Word up, peace incarcerated scarfaces Thug related style attract millions Fans, they understand my plan Who's the kid up in the green Land
granted when it's handed to me I was planted on this planet and I plan to emcee The emcee fiends only seem to agree That I rock all the world and the
their daddy's mind Never will I ever put him out there like that feelin' That I did Tecca Nina, take it right back Tellin' him that the Mommy's boyfriend's
