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to myself like Pee Wee Herman caught jerking off
I wish nobody saw me, wishing I could hide vibe cool Keith we spark
this
We step on stage MC's disappear
the highway with me 

[S.X.] Oh really? 

[Kool] I'ma get a little bit of gas 

Think you can make that trip or what? 

[S.X.] Yeah I definitely can
[Kool Keith] 
Lookin' at me, my man and him, my man and him 
Champagne pop; don't waste time; you can get with him (meow) 
We got some drinks; you
what you get, if you ever try to smoke the nigga
Don't provoke a nigga, I'm from that urban community
Lookin for some unity, fuckin you and me
I only
[Kool Keith] 
Lookin' at me, my man and him, my man and him 
Champagne pop; don't waste time; you can get with him (meow) 
We got some drinks; you
Grand your bound to never shine 

Me and the mics a love affair permanate warfare 

I'd rather die in here then have to live this life in fear 

I
Yo', Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players doin' this VIP, you feel me
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special,
Yo', Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players doin' this VIP, you feel me
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special,
and perform open-heart surgery 

And God forbid I outrageous people see the L.O.D. 

I love beatin you in the head with this 

Make you want to run off
If my life had a soundtrack it would be acoustic
With songs about the way I laugh
At my ability to love things that I can't have

If my life were
Let's take it back to the Maritimes Man
You can't take yourself so serious
Do that thing you guys were doing

Failure called the venture
Roll
Yo rock, cue me in
We, got, that, funk
Murray's, packed, with funk (you need to know)
We, got, the funk for yo' ass (let's go)

[Keith Murray]
I have to rearrange it
For, an easier flow on
And this rhyme I can start the show on
After you, I'm ready to go on
Damage, and properly manage
House
And workin' it
I can tell by the way
You lookin' at me girl

[Chorus: x2]
I wanna make love in this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
In this club (Ey!)
In
to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get by your town

I love it, girl
The way you bring your light into this room
I love it, girl
The way your
your eyes
While you on the other side
And I think miss shorty
I've got a thing for you
Doin' it on purpose windin'
And workin' it
I can tell by the way
the bench."

Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in central booking
Things are fucked up, the way my future's looking
But I'm too fly, I'ma change this
the only way they ever showed
I got this emptiness inside that got me fighting for approval because I missed out on my daddy saying, way to go,
Ain't get
side
And I think that shorty I've got a thing for you, yeah
Doin' it on purpose, windin' and workin' it
I can tell by the way you lookin' at me, girl

I
side
And I think that shorty I've got a thing for you, yeah
Doin' it on purpose, windin' and workin' it
I can tell by the way you lookin' at me, girl

I
this from the desk that I write my rhymes from
Pen starts to scribble on it's own my minds numb
But you can call me modern urban Norman Rockwell
I paint
Yo', Keith Sweat and Snoop D-O-double G
Real players doin' this VIP, you feel me
So all the ladies that wanna get with us
You got to be special,
complainin', wouldn't waste my breath to bother
This work ain't hard, it's only borin' as can be

I married Billy Johnson back in seventy-seven
I still love
CHORUS ]
You gotta ask yourself how ill is this
Only my thug niggas feelin this
All in the clubs they be killin this
You love the way we rip a track
Automatic when I do this
Manually, daily, monthly, annually
I get a step closer to being the coolest
Acoustic got me foolin', about to lose it
Ooh, shit