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fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
fuck you up, young buck
Bust you in your head, leave your body by the dump truck
Revolution got me pumped up
But it's still a fact black people still
a spanish chic my friends say
that loves head, salsa, merengue
mi favora con esta chocha
like Ricky Martin, livin la vida loca

Chorus:

(Beatnuts)
I love
I'm Buju Banton with the preacher's son

Who gave the orders
For them to go, alright
Who gave the orders
Martin was shut down, ah, alright
Who
that ooh ahh sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet 
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
wizard MC, Ricky D
D, and that's me in the place to be.
We goin' to do it for '85, kick it live, alright?
'Cause you know, you're all sick of all these
no Ricky Martin to know that she bang
Wobble that ass, and show yo' tits
Fo' a bitch to be that fine don't make no sense
Them ho's hatin' but she
ooh ah sound
I'ma push up on ya slow
Get ya right by the end of the night
Do something sweet 
Like massage ya feet
And put Pretty Ricky cd
Written by ricky, kim & marty wilde

Alright - now we're alone
I know you're expecting me
To tell you all that I've been through
Oh sorry, it takes
wizard MC, Ricky D
D, and that's me in the place to be.
We goin' to do it for '85, kick it live, alright?
'Cause you know, you're all sick of all these
way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What hood you come from?
I was raised in Brooklyn, but did my studies in Jerusalem
The New Jerusalem
with the program
Its Ricky Ross J. Holiday 
You a star and I got the perfect part to play

[Chorus]
everything's all right yes

Judas (Gary Martin) 
Woman your fine ointment
Brand new and expensive
Could have been saved for the poor
Why has it been
feel
Everything's alright
Yes everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your head and feet
Close your eyes
Close
five o ones,
Thousand dollar jeans flow
Its funny how Gucci made all the slates gone
I'm winning cause Ricky made my mistakes known
Its funny that
homey

Alright then

You know we brought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table

No, fucking, doubt

It's time to manifest this

Shit we the flyest
make history homey

Alright then

You know we brought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table

No, fucking, doubt

It's time to manifest
the next man used
You're not inspired impressed involved enthused
Instead lullabied by whatever they said
Insulted in fact 'cause what was catapulted
had the ass the size of South America
She said ain't you that kid that sing Guantanamera
way before Ricky Martin sung "Livin' La Vida Loca"
What hood
hey Jude refrain, 
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders 
Now you know that's a fool who plays it cool 
By making his world a little colder
Intro: 

Check it. Pass it over here nigga, ha ha ha. Check it out, check it 

out. 

J-Ro: 

Yo, my name is J-Ro, I'm from the 8-1-8,
over you fast like Ricky Bobby
Tell them it's no problem on the low
No comment baby we can get it poppin' now
I ain't tryin' to run game, but I play
a bodyguard like Whitney
I'll be all over you fast like Ricky Bobby
Tell them it's no problem on the low
No comment baby we can get it poppin' now
I ain't
make history homey

Alright then

You know we brought the hoes clothes and money rolls to the table

No, fucking, doubt

It's time to manifest
a penetentiary?
It's cool to be free
And it's alright for you to be you and for me to be me
Look at you, 15 years old
Coolin on the corner with a can of Old Gold