Lyrics:
South Bronx punt, stab him like, oh no
That machine gun funk, big popper
Malcolm X by the window of the chopper
You niggas lost prophets
Been
I'm in here
Got all you freaks lookin'
When we walk by, pussy start cookin'
Rookies start tookin'
Get your ass up, V.I.P. Section's gettin' tooken
Everything happening
At the turn of the century.
I'm gonna buy myself a time machine
Go to the turn of the century.
And all those people
it's supposed to be
Oh girl, you stand by me
I'm forever yours, faithfully
Circus life
Under the big top world
We all need the clowns
To make
Now if I was a monkey, a-workin' for a livin'
I'd be a-gettin' instead of a-givin'
A-hangin' by my tail, a-waitin' for the dinner bell
Puttin'
watched them rush to you so fast
I waited so I'd be the last
It's my time, 'cause I'm the next in line
The next in line will want your love forever
way home
I'll take the road less travelled by
Dive into the water, headfirst
I won't mind if July goes by too fast
Cause I'm in no rush, no rush, no
Yeah, uh
Tell me what you really like
Baby, I can take my time
We don't ever have to fight
Just take it step-by-step
I can see it in your eyes
know a few
'There are 8 million stories' and they're all made up by you
That's a lie
Yo what else think when Rush, man
Gives you the biggest medallion
the way that it was meant to be
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
I don't like smoke chokin' up my air
boy)
Now some time I get 'em free, and some time I gotta pay (big boy)
Walk in the mall and they know what I'm 'bout to say (big boy)
Gimme
The last time we made love
How the noise got louder and louder during rush hour
Until it sounded like the sea
And it felt like the ocean was the sky
love would be too much
Or you'll be left in the dust
Unless I stuck by ya
You're the sunflower
You're the sunflower
Every time I'm leavin' on ya
Saturday night in Toledo, Ohio, is like being nowhere at all
All through the day how the hours rush by
You sit in the park and you watch the grass
everything like everything ain't been too much
You know my favorite time to come through for ya is the clutch, last second, what a rush
Look, I'm the type
Watchin' the world go by in a rush
From the window of a bus
Thinkin' about my baby in Muscle Shoals
I'm gonna be up rockin' all
Night in New York City
Then
boy)
Now some time I get 'em free, and some time I gotta pay (big boy)
Walk in the mall and they know what I'm 'bout to say (big boy)
Gimme
time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real n****s
That
this love
Don't rush this love Don't rush
Nice and Slow
Take your time take your time
Let's vibe let's vibe don't rush it baby
You and I
By my side
Take
time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real niggas
That
them rush to you so fast, I waited so I'd be the last
It's my time, 'cause I'm the next in line
The next in line will want your love forever
at the Sacramento skyline
Driving down I80 in the nightime
With my lady right by my side
Looking over at Southside
Laughing at how the time flies
Shit's funny, I
Restaurant, there's a picture hanging there
Of a petrified Italian with escargot in his hair
And there's a big, white horse rug lying by the door
And I'm
that's the way that it was meant to be
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
I don't like smoke chokin'
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