Lyrics:
(Sober in the Theatre!)
Don't go (Sober in the Theatre!)
Hey (Sober in the Theatre!)
Don't go (Sober in the Theatre!)
Hey (Sober in the Theatre!)
Don't go
Chorus:
Buenas Dias
Austin in yo speakers
Selling out theatres
And workin on arenas
King of the renaissance
This is not for leisure
I’m the games
them! Slaving making bread to pay the rent
It was hard back then! But it's harder now
Because there's still no love in the system
It was hard back then!
Oh my god it’s system overload
Exceed yourself you’ll crash ’til you implode
Transmission of a new vibration sounds
No limitations drag you
can't make us run,
We'll survive the millennium,
We say grace and we say ma'am,
If ya ain't into that we don't give a damn,
We came from the West Virginia
know what that is, word up
(wax and tax em) the squadron, pmd, Erick Sermon
(millennium ducats) yo, yo
Def jam
[Erick Sermon]
Excuse me! I'm
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
*
If
Abbreviate outerspace
OS
Operating system
Bombs remind US of freedom
These scrolls
At battle with language
The highest roof is the only one talking
know I'm alive
I live
Live my third eye lives to spy
The same guy that watches me
I watch him
Type
Midnight
Blood
We live in the system
But look inward
combine enemies bond together to produce the rise.
Break the system, rape your pension maybe then you'll listen when we change positions.
They create
I was two
My entire body fit
On top of the theatre seat
Without any shoe poking over
After my eighth time
I told Dad I wanted to change my name
people stood up against the system we all call life,
But toward the end of our first ten years into the millennium we heard a voice.
A voice who was
people stood up against the system we all call life,
But toward the end of our first ten years into the millennium we heard a voice.
A voice who was
people stood up against the system we all call life,
But toward the end of our first ten years into the millennium we heard a voice.
A voice who was
of brew
Pulled out the Dutch Master
Cause it's time to get on
Turned on the truck system to pump a hip-hop song
Five minutes later I see these other
staims, silver, Lex bullet 4
Millennium falcon, just to protect the Wu-Tang's sacred valium
Chased by Jake's planes, I race state's police
We slay
in the back of my trunk
Rocker's who's steady with the he says, she says
And don't forget about the starfish navigation system
Don't hate me, I'm
in the back of my trunk
Rocker's who's steady with the he says, she says
And don't forget about the starfish navigation system
Don't hate me, I'm
the system we all call life,
But toward the end of our first ten years into the millennium we heard a voice.
A voice who was speaking to us from
cassettes and CD's
Produced and arranged by the four-man crew
And oh shit, Skiff Anselm, he gets props too
Make sure you have a system with some phat house
cassettes and CD's
Produced and arranged by the four-man crew
And oh shit, Skiff Anselm, he gets props too
Make sure you have a system with some phat house
Bone bone bone bone
Bone bone bone bone
Bone bone bone bone
Bone bone bone bone
"New millenium Bone, Thugs...and Harmony"
"It don't stop,
Captain of the Millenium Falcon
Galactically unmatched with talent
My track records have been gettin' around
I even, had a plaque up at Jabba's
I'm this millennium's falcon, movin' solo.
Fly, seeking what I pray on, can't do the Dodo.
Never elevate and then gone? That view ain't normal.
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