I crack a smile and they waving I guess you could call me David Ruffin I'm circled in the Temptations Or maybe I'm angry, maybe I just need a little more patience Or
actin' like I don't be givin that doe." That thing that you need That thing that you know If we was at sea I would not be a boat Cause I would go deep
[Blu:] Touch art, lush heart, brush my niggas' shoulder off Now that blessed soldier know that protocol, show me y'all's Maybe not, play me not, say we not
kids just be watchin' us through binoculars And then they go to school and copy us But hey I'm not knockin' y'all But how can y'all not see it's obvious
what you feel bend Ask chris rock, went over your head call an astronaught I'm the special that you have to watch Smackdown for playstion, pass the rock Sonic the hedgehog, fast or not
I was wondering if I lokked familiar or something but if not let me hit you up see I ain't on that tender stuff cause I blow it down then I beat it up
it Like the great Stid There's no way that you can fake it You've gotta feel the beat before you can move Even though you're not wearing blue suede shoes
There's no way that you can fake it You've got to feel the beat before you can move Even though you're not wearing blue suede shoes Makin' mistakes But
! We rock! We rock on! We rock! We rock on! Come as you are, You're a superstar! The world's in your pocket and you know it. You can feel that beat,
things to go over with Are you mad? Or spectacular? Yes yes so so so so fifi fifi Yes but my face has been melted Hello? I will talk to you Are you mad? Or
just can't believe or dem won't accept Jr.Gong and Swizz beat, fassy don't forget Well, is it just me or is it hot to death It's the Halfway Tree C.D.
impress me With no boasty car Me know dat ah kill dem softly And then they're not Really even who they think they are They're not really moving crafty
start clap it When di pin file dung and it a beat drop it Police come inna jeep and dem can?t stop it Some seh dem a play boy or Playboy rabbit Funnyman
: There's a gig At 5th and Main Gonna catch the bus Or take the train We'll steal or find Or borrow cash And we'll be there Ready to thrash The band
beat it (beat it), Just beat it (beat it), Just beat it (beat it). Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it. Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it,
Guest vocals by Butch Walker] The D.A. is dressed to the nines In the mirror he practices all his lines To his closing argument twelve hearts beat in
shoot you We're gonna shoot you And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet That could change just how this goes" And everyone shakes to the beat
-d-d-d d-d-d-d-d-d-damn ha-ha yea [chorus (Woman Sings)] Damn-it's the way he grabs on himself when he gettin closer to them girls be like Damn-it's the wife beater