Lyrics:
it's disco and rock
But um, we just went in the studio and we did it
We had champagne in the studio, of course, you know
Compliments of the company,
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it's hard to believe
Well it's true homeboy, it's not a lie
I used to sell tapes on Sunnyside
I used
up? It's me again
Scott La Rock, KRS, BDP again
Many people had the nerve to think that
We would end the trend with
Criminal Minded, an album which is
Rock out
Watch out let me rock out
Rock out with my cock out
It's a nightmare when it's dark out
Rock out
Rock out
Watch out let me rock out
Rock out
It's the name of love
It's the name of green
It's the name of Michael Learns to Rock
For the time
Who wants to live forever, it's the name?
It's
with my heart and messes with my mind
Acts like Madonna but she listens to Merle
Rock my world little country girl
She wears snakeskin boots made by
with my heart and messes with my mind
Acts like Madonna but she listens to Merle
Rock my world little country girl
She wears snakeskin boots made by
even up my sleeve
A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe
Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie
I used to sell tapes on sunnyside
I used
and Chronic stood as basically all that I would
Ever listen to and when I bought my first Onxy album, I started bumpin' them
Naught By Nature, Mobb Deep
Cowards, you gonna learn to respect power
We burn by the hour, one burst the Remmy got us
Crank shit, Shawshank Redemption scholar
Roll up, based
That Michael learns to rock
He's playing like a superman... That boy can play
Daddy say son, I don't think you see it clear
You're no winner if you
school.
In this man's world, you can't be no fool.
If a pimp is what you wanna be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology: a pimp's
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
Everybody talkin' about keeping it real, huh
Well, I got the real for ya
One time for your holy mind
Come on, hold on, yes
Hold on, don't let go
(Rock on)
My
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
care what you thought of me
Just keep it real if you rock wit me
Cherish the blessing that's brought to me
Learn from the lessons you taught to me
That's
listen
Like Michael Jordan just to Scottie pippen
Nigga pass me the rock you know the rest is written
If you don’t play your spot, nigga you lose position
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) Let's rock
(C'mon)
Things got too hot so I jumped off in this rap shit
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Michael Jackson was right, you are not alone
Rock your hardhat black 'cause
heart has to break
And learn to love and heal again
Oh, oh, I was raised on rock and roll
Oh, and that music filled my soul
Oh, oh, I was raised
And learn to love and heal again
All that runnin' got to me
Could I stop and still be free?
Could I break and still be whole?
Would I live to rock
a knife
Niggas Caesar with the strife
Don’t got the time Issa man down
Is you gonna
Rock with me, rock with me
Slide
Rock with me, rock with me
You need
Rock the rhythm, rock, rock, the rhythm
Rock the rhythm, rock, rock, the rhythm
Rock the rhythm, rock, rock, the rhythm
Rock the rhythm, rock, rock
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