Lyrics:
people
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
Rock rock to the Planet Rock, don't stop
The Soul Sonic Force - Mr. Biggs, Pow Wow, and M.C. Globe
We
over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,
over me
And no, this ain't the clean version
And what you gonna do with all that meat?
Cookin' up a mean servin'
No question, I want it
Fire up,
the weakest version
I don't know where to go
I'm a lost soul I'm a stranger in your city
Unloved unwelcome Unwanted in your city
In your city, I lost my self
niggas? (Ha!)
What's a brick from an outta-town nigga
When you flood and you can drown niggas? (Yughck!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
M.A. dollar
your soul, cost your soul)
(M-M-Maybach Music)
(Griselda)
I live in my own world on eighteen wheels
Playing music and writing songs about the way I feel
Tonight, I'll play my guitar for you
I'll pour my
I was born a lonely singer
And I'm bound to die the same
But I've gotta feed the hunger in my soul
And if I never have a nickel
I won't ever die
The average, the best, the epitome
Anyone who holds rank of an MC
Will be slurped like the drink through a straw
So get the punchline, I'm down by law
Two are's
you bring fun, there'll be music all night long
And a pool with volleyball, so
Let's get in the water, you can sit on my shoulders
In this version
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
of the Soul who present a new flick
Every last viewer is tuned to the method
Known to be a method, no magicians, not a trick
Bitten by the spoken who been
they used in the making of music
They opened the door to the soul
Rooms of music, the rooms of music
Where the notes just seep out the wall
Wish I could
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music
Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
( c. berry )
I'm gonna write a little letter
Gonna mail it to my local dj
Yeah, it's a rockin' little record
I want my jockey to play
Roll over
First night with you
My only world
Dreamt of these things
And ooh does it feel good
I feel so lonely when I'm not with you
Set my soul on fire, I'll
President Carlyle, in order to do so. (The album version does not have the plot development of their disagreement, but an extended version could)
I Will Find
the season end and every season after that
Restricted arms extended and nigga it ain't the cabbage patch
We don't dance no more
I want the masters
Orpheus Descending (Extended)
By the light of the White Goddess
Comes the tale of Orpheus
Spun across the centuries
And ancient lands of Greece
He
Caught in the moment, nothing else matters
The bass is pounding, the room is getting hotter
Surrounded by people, but I'm in my zone
Lost in the music, I'm
Orpheus Descending (Extended)
By the light of the White Goddess
Comes the tale of Orpheus
Spun across the centuries
And ancient lands of Greece
He
a scence of vertigo
Uplifted soul from the view that I'm on nothin' but love
But love
But love in my blood sonic in the vortex
This is the hip thing
In a wrestling uniform,
Trying to fake they're playing music,
They ought to be killed.
And I'm trying to be a person,
But they all say I'm
If you will suck my soul
I will lick your funky emotions
(Hey baby, hey, had something last night, man, it was strange, it taste so good, it was
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