Lyrics:
is too much mix up - mix up!
Saying is too much mix up - mix up!
I want to clear the wheel once and for all;
I want to clear my wheels, i don't
I get respect in the digital underground, like I'm Pac
Labels scheme and they plot, they telling me sign on the dot
I cracked a platinum smile
to worse keep this on the hush, uh
I know you seen me on the video (true)
I know you heard me on the radio (true)
But you still don't pay me no
all get back, I bodied that
You ain't body this though
Not yet I won't let you close
They told me don't mix work with the personal
But you go with me
world
And that's for sure
In the mix, we gonna get by
On our own, side by side
Love's all we need to be free
I got you, you got me
Yay us, in
crew ran away in the crunch
Then I hit 'em with the "Batman" punch
Laugh, if you want but don't approach
Cause most that approach get ate up like toast
B
My mind gets lost in the radio
Roll up let's get high and sing along straight to the stereo
My mind gets lost in the radio lost in the radio
And in just one breathe he said
You got get up, you got get up, you got get down girl
You know you drive me crazy, baby
You got me turnin' to another man
Let's mix it up, mix it up
Let's mix it up
I had a hard day, I need me a drink
Off to the party, I don't wanna think
Don't want no rocks,
I'm in the mix
You can get caught in the loop
I'm in the mix
You can get caught in the loop
I'm in the mix
You can get caught in the loop
I'm in
Baby, you a song (hey)
You make me wanna roll my windows down and cruise
Let's go
I got my windows down and the radio up
Get your radio up
gotta get up
You gotta get off
You gotta get down, girl
You know you drive me crazy, baby
You've got me turning to another man
Called you
see you at the bank"" People gotta live their life and do their thing Let me live, let me breathe, let me be me He said, ""I don't see you
gotta, we gotta, we gotta
Steal the show
We gotta, we gotta, we gotta
Steal the show
If they don't put us on the radio, don't get mad just steal
I'll turn up where your college or centre is
And send you six you dickhead
I've let so many violations slide G
Guys don't like me and now they wanna get
ur freak on go, get ur freak on
Go, get ur, get ur, get ur, get ur
Get ur freak on who's that bitch?
People you don't know
Me and Timbaland been hot
D-nice, the beat box
I only wear Nike's, not Adidas or Reeboks
Many people know me, yet I'm known by few
My name is KRS-One, son
Not two or three
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
Bang bang, the boogie to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie, to the bang-bang boogie
Let's rock, you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make your body
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
hold up girl let me change it up
I've been doing this
I can't hang it up
You and a few they stood by me
But the fake few I can hang it up
I've been doing
Footsteps behind you
c shadow surrounds you
Turn up the radio
Radio, radio, radio
So, they won't hear us again
You gotta let me know
Let me know, let me
Footsteps behind you
c shadow surrounds you
Turn up the radio
Radio, radio, radio
So, they won't hear us again
You gotta let me know
Let me know, let me
Footsteps behind you
c shadow surrounds you
Turn up the radio
Radio, radio, radio
So, they won't hear us again
You gotta let me know
Let me know, let me
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