Lyrics:
a man
When I met Ann, I soaked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
of the blana-kazana-ka-fam-bam-bannigans
While of all the bana-kazanika Hanna in a cabana
You're in a cab
I'm in a cabana and a Janet
I'm in a cabana chantin' all this stand up banter
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
in fear
Faith, of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait, something must be done, four hundred years
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
done, four hundred years
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill
She drippin while she strippin
She got bad manners
When I'm coming in
(Coming In)
I draw that crowd
Eyes are open
I love that sound
(I love that
a man
When I met Ann, I soked her pans
We ended up freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me
a world where all in one
(Paul O'Neal, David Joseph, Randy Nelson, Christopher David, Janet Wilson, Ryan Smith)
I want freedom for all not some yes I wanna
that's standing fat with your rack
Let's get candid act like your Janet Jack and mash in the sack
Or pretend your Nikki Nova while I film and flip it
freakin' by a garbage can
The next young freak, I met was Red
I took her to my house and she gave me head
She like blowin' dicks, is all she said
Red's gone wild
Yo, I'm hot, global warming ridin on two-six
I ain't thug nigga I don't, bullet-proof shit
Gilla nigga, and we abide by
Mic check, I can get smooth to any groove
Relax the tongue, let my mic take a cruise
Around the planet, pack 'em in like Janet
Jackson, she's
said
I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life
Than just
So that basically mean my paper gettin' jean
4 Gs in the Rocawear jeans
This top red hot like Anthony Kiedis
You see this? These are the sweetest
said
I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life
Than just
your name written in the book of life?
In the book of life yuh
Is ya name written in the book of life?
In the book of life yea
Is ya name written in
on by,
We still up in the sky,
Money multiply,
Take it and divide,
They just take to a device, let that s*** conflict their vibe,
We in this s*** watch
Vandross' 1994 interpretation of The Impossible Dream The Quest written by Joe Darion in 1966
The lyric phrase "proud" is a nod to the motivational call by
and smiled
Said, "I raise my hands
Bow my head
I'm findin' more and more truth
In the words written in red
They tell me that there's more to life
Than
Yo
Feel like he’s guiding me
Keys to the gate
I need a wraith
I don’t like idling
I pull the curtain
Written in cursive
Watch it that’s ivory
Trip
life's fadin hey hey
It's just like a mini mall
In ya mini mall with an ak
Easy pickins I do writtens
With a microphone 8 guage
Baby I'm in my heyday
I'm living Free
Written and performed by,
Janet Gardner and Justin James
If I told you that the sky was blue
You'd try to tell me it's red
Don't
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