Straight up, last minute, you know what time it is? Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah Word up, word up, blip blip blap blap blap What up? Who don't know? They
I feel the burning closing in around me In the middle of a world falling to my feet Just when I thought things were falling in place The ground beneath
up some chronic Manne a nigga must campaign Clouds up in the brain Fool that cheetah got me hype Oh, me so hype dog blowin' so much bud Fool cheefin' contacts off the fall
(Repeat Chorus) They find him dying on the floor, yeah he's lying on his back He's covered in newspapers and a dirty ripped-up sack The dawn it breaks, the rain it falls
're feeling close knit Deeply eternal like a secret transcript Bodies twitching so bewitching It's a fact I react every time we make contact Feeling free as graffiti Fall
] Yo straight up last minute, you know what time it is Word up, yeah, yeah, yeah Word up, blip blip blap blap blap What up? [Hook x2: Polite] Who don
Steel and Sweet Fire, fall into Lady Release "Come with me I know the way", she says "It's down, down, down the dark ladder Do you want to contact somebody
you have it. The description of a bitch. Now ask yourself, are they talking about you? Are you that funky, dirty, money-hungry, scandalous, stuck-up, hair piece contact
Straight up, man." "I'm so sorry! You know I love you, fool, please!" "You fuckin' can't do that, man. Straigt up, man. You fuckin' it up, man. I'm
But that's a far cry, isn't it, dear? From acting like you're the only one there Unrepentantly self-centered and unfair Enter all suckers scrambling for the scoop Exit Mr. Eye Contact
In the details At the movies Or a play All crinkled up Delirious Fall through the cracks In a dialogue box With a smiley bump Gonna line 'em up And
rental car rolled to the hood brown shuga's up to no good got my digit's, gave me a call have no fear, Mix-A-Lot don't fall "riinnnngggg- yeah, who this
up all, one after the other and you push one, they'll all fall down in like a relative way. Neil: "Yeah?" Gary: "So humans all in contact with one and
game no more Pick up the cain no more Brothers ain't the same no more Try to sweat me, what am I aiming for Get yourself caught up, fagot ass tore up
the world of streets, baddest beats And bashed up a lotta MC's to find my seat So cover your chest, protect your head If a rhyme catches your mind sleep, you fall
worthless i catch re-real contact when i worship hi-high turn the treble, bass-bass up i'm tryna see the Son that's why i got my face up! (Suzy Rock)
off the board Oh the rules do not apply Tears from the ceiling That's how I'm feeling Falling - forgiving Call of the living Tell me I'm dreaming Please wake me up
known by everyone as Oakenshield From the sources of our depths In the universal edge Declining Shield from the wounds in your malice brains Face up and take a contact