Lyrics:
the sound of joy everywhere
'Tis the season we've been waiting for
(Waiting, don't keep me waiting)
Can't you feel it knocking at your door?
(Knock
where are you takin' me too huh America
Yo I'm Kunta Kinte 'fore he was enslaved by America
Picture the freedom before the terror
Who had to carry
get somebody killed, let me knock on wood
But, girl, you fine, if lovin' you was a crime, then I'd damn near be booked
You know I'm the realest (you
each one of your moves
Wanna dive in skies
In your deep brown eyes
Kiss you through the night
Make you my honey boo
Take me to new heights
In your deep
Tell me something good
Bands singing like it's Chaka Khan
Way my bands talk
You would think I had a monologue
I ain't seen nothing
Ray Charles if
Cause ima pimp by nature and a dog by blood
I'm tryna get her out the club so I can beat up da guts
She on da floo shakin fast tryna show me her thong
But
walk,
Your talk, your dress
I feel your fever
From miles around
I'll pick you up in my car
And we'll paint the town
Just kiss me baby
And tell me twice
by you
Girl till the end of time its true
Abi you go be my boo
This beat make me do like Ray Charles
Want to be like Stevie Wonder
You know am like
Well, we like to have some friends around
Do the twist to Ray Charles and James Brown
After lunch I'll maybe take a nap
I like a nap before
proof I'm messy
Hit the bar throwing that confetti
Peanut butter brown watch me bust her down got it stick icky no jelly.
I'm a dawg no parliament
George
the hope of kinsman-ship
Believing in dew
The moon eclipses
Wait for the stance
You've seen me lift
I'll stand you up
If you knock 'em down
If you knock
sayin' that's not right
But she the jazziest and that's what I'ma take home tonight
A me say, I know a little girl by the name of Suzy
She look so
they grits I'm diggin' in
I don't be spendin' ends but they gon' givin' chin
They lick it and kiss it then say
They pagin' and beepin', beggin' for me
get got, bloodhounds
Tryin' to hunt down the Brown Fox, the ill na na
No more sexin' me all night, thinkin' it's alright
While I'm lookin' over
Party!
(Okay party people in the house)
Yo yo, in the place to be
My name is MC Ice-T
I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me
We about to tear
there by the name of William Brown.
I served my master faithfully for seven long years or more
Till I shipped aboard The Ocean Queen belonging to Tramore.
Knock, knock, knocking on doors
Out in the cold, the storm is coming
I beg you open up and let me in and feel the warmth
Iʼm getting tired in
right next to you
Everyone I thought would be loud
Showed up as Reginald
Because they creeped by me
Ain't show no TLC
Now when they creep by me
They do so
of your drive she be shotgun up in my ride, mmmhmmm,
Never had a kiss so sweet (so sweet), mmmhmmm, shorty knock me off my feet,
Now we wakin up every
it's Oak i hold my load down all
The way like the brown
World wide mob figure on a ride
Me and my niggas clown
" What happens if the manager
Won't give
I'm on that brown, that D'Usse that Remy that Henny
Hand on her thigh don't know what's gotten in me
Suppose to be friends but I got too friendly
walk, your talk, your dress
I feel your fever from miles around
I'll pick you up in my car and we'll paint the town
Just kiss me baby and tell me twice
Charles Dickens and Mark Twain
And there we were feeling quite smug
Till the world was laid low by the Covid bug
Lockdown was oh so strange
Though many
thing
Bow, kiss the ring
Long live the king!
I'm a monster they tell me
I don't touch liquor
But the tears are what ales me
I'm awful they tell me
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