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touch was light.
Deep in the dance we wandered,
Deep in my heart she fell.

The candles glistened and the water gleamed.
She drew a bath
sun-dialing times
Sweeping the nation with a dance called "the breadline"
It's in our water, and our education
We are oppressed into association
Cheated,
Sittin down by the river bottle of Grits mill
Double fistin evan williams steady climbn heavy hill
This is what it's all about I couldin ask for nuthin
the pieces of the picture 
That you broke last night.
I'm sure it's going to be all right,
I'll be halfway heavy by the hour 
That the morning comes

Oh,
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup o'Georgia peach
Down on Copperline
Half a mile down to Morgan Creek
Leaning heavy on the end
A power, because my temper's at the border
Like I said before, I keep a party filled, like a bucket of water
MC, H-E-A-V-Y D
O-V-E-R-W-E-I-G-H-T Lover in
in the Spanish clubs
With your arms around the one you love
Find the beat slow and sweet
Neon glow and dance floor heat

Walk by that river in the dark
to the bridge and dumped in water
(Y'all) Can't stop us, it's on and poppin
Flow in the coupe and the chrome is poppin
Cause I pack heavy metal like rock 'n
me workin' so heavy,
I got a woman who works on the levee.
Pumping that water up to her neck,
Every week she sends me a monthly check.
She's
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
I spent a week drinking the sunlight of Winnetka, California
Where they understand the weight of human hearts
You see, sorrow gets too heavy
yeah, you're glasses before you enter cause me and you, we don't see the same thang
I dance low, low, low, lower, lower, lower
Hair flying bounce you
me workin' so heavy,
I got a woman who works on the levee.
Pumping that water up to her neck,
Every week she sends me a monthly check.
She's
Copper kettles sitting side by each
Copper coil, cup o'Georgia peach
Down on Copperline
Half a mile down to Morgan Creek
Leaning heavy on the end
black, ready to get a nigga for some yay, 
Playin with heavy weight, i'mma end ( ? ) 
Don't hesistate, better play it cool, shipe 
I'm up the big two,
dance with the devils
And I fly with the angel
And I stand on a level
Where mind is so tangled
here . . .
Don't you boys know any nice songs?

Well the years was rollin' by
Heavy metal 'n glitter rock
Had caught the public eye
Snotty boys
mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue
betty cracker made it better
poindex the flex to track by Busta
with a little bit of sore from
Reno when discovered by Bugsy Siegal
I'm black like Don Cheadle shouting power to the people
My rhymes dipping like the lifeline on the e-boat
The raw
couldn't survive without my radio

Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
[Intro - talking]
Like it was before, as usual
Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same

[Verse 1]
Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with
[Verse 1]
I'm predisposed for abuse I can take it so bring the pain steady
The thunder clouds they gonna open and let it rain heavy
I'm bringin'
I'm predisposed for abuse I can take it so bring the pain steady
The thunder clouds they gonna open and let it rain heavy
I'm bringin' storms full
wrong
His inner spirit was saying
That he couldn't stand here long

He staggered to the quarterdeck
No time now to sleep
Water on the quarterdeck
Already
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from