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On the Level: The Best of Level 42 (Level 42) · Hot Hot Hot: Eighties Top of the Charts (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hot Hot Hot (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hot Hot Hot (Buster Poindexter) · Instant Party: Hot! Hot! Hot! (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Hot Hot Hot (Arrow) · Hot! Hot! Hot! Dance Songs (Sesame Street) · Hot! Hot! Hot! Dance Songs [Koch] (Sesame Street) · Hot Hot Hot (Deelux) · Water Water Everywhere (Blake Morgan) – and 90 other albums »


I'm on a new level, I'm on a new level
I'm on a new level, I'm on a new level
Bought me a new shovel, put these niggas in the dirt
Chain with
gettin' hot in this bitch
(So throw the water on 'em)
We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw the water on 'em)

We got 'em hot in this bitch
(So throw
level foot on the pedal 
I'm goin' for the gold medal got my hand on my heart 
And I swear down I'm gonna go hard 
Until I'm dearly departed, I'm so
the look 
Wrote the final chapter, then I closed the book 
Ran up on Turk 
Supersoaker puttin in work 
Jacked him out his 42 dollar rent, cooled off his Hot
up the phone 
I called up the other, dropped a little know-how 
Kicked it to her smoooooth, that other level style 
Then I dropped the second step
up the other, dropped a little know-how
Kicked it to her smoooooth, that other level style
Then I dropped the second step of my plan
Asked her had she
the soul and you got a got a
Truck fulla fertilizer blowin up the spot
Think it's terrorism the border line's hot
Check the passports tap the telephone
and feel remorse for nada
The momma divorced the father, the children are droppin blotter
The rich get richer, poverty's hot under the collar
Takin'
said, "How do I smell?"
I hot-footed it, bare-naked
Out the window!

Well, sometimes I might get drunk,
Walk like a duck and stomp like a skunk.
shot up in the hot tub 'til the bubbles pop up
And they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
That's for trying to talk like "The Chronic" was lost
on villians by the millions
I be catchin' bitches while bitches be catchin' feelings
So what the fuck am I supposed to do?
I pop bottles and hot
briefcase 
And we're taking cutbacks somebody gotta get dropped 

Capital investments by sequence automatic mechanical problem secure 
Space investor,
shipe, go by the rule, shipe 
Drop everything where you stand nigga, 
Give it all up, like a man nigga 
You workin with somethin, nigga bring me
Rhymes]
C'mon, ha, we hold a rock boy
The way we on fire call a nigga hot boy
Hot, we raise the level to we blow the spot boy
And watch the water boil
shot up in the hot tub 'til the bubbles pop up
And they nose and cough snot up, mucus in hot water
That's for trying to talk like "The Chronic" was lost
the flavor of the pepper's inferior
Incorrect though, giving some heartburn
Level of a devil better wait your turn
And here is one recollection
they at
I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alta mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down
my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alma mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down then swallow
I hope you
play into a tragedy
Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately
Niggas is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity
Living to get high, you ain't flyer
of conspiricy 

White Water scandals with Bill Clinton Hilary 

Too hot to handle 

Well put together to dismantle 

Fucka, you heard me? 

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they at
I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alta mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down
call me Atrice
Every bitch I fuck gotta be above average
On another level, nigga - millionaire status
Just bought two mansions: one in Florida, one in
said, "How do I smell?"
I hot-footed it, bare-naked
Out the window!

Well, sometimes I might get drunk,
Walk like a duck and stomp like a skunk.
that water while I'm chest high
Explains all this basicness that you get impressed by
Tall and lanky so I'm not even a flex guy
Commercial melodies
rappers overdue I'm like his hated
Bet you bottom dollar
You could place a wager, won't be saved by the bell
You an AC skater
Mirror mirror on the wall tell