fly, fly just like a bird (But you are a bird!) Oh yeah, you're right, So let me fly just like a rocket, then (ok) Fly so high where I need to come down
make you mine Come in off that roof top, you're so handsome, dressed in black See you in the shadows, I'd like to see you on your back Take this precious
be where you are Looking for you (Looking for you) Looking for you (Looking for you) Looking for you (Looking for you) From the Portobello Road (Looking for you
are older than you, you come, you wanna You wanna come and rob the cradle Of civilization and you read, yet you read You read genesis, you read of the
hear you say. I like that, What you think about it? I like that, What you think about it? I like that, What you think about it? I like that, Listen baby, oh you
where to go, uh "Stop, make a right at the bar", to all the C.E.O.'s it's ten o'clock Do you know where your artists are? Dee, I'm in the club smellin
chance, You niggas is fearin' my sawed-off, Put me to rest so fast to blast if you thinkin' of kickin' it you best be packin' your shit you bitch, Not
no stoppin' me, some are home at Iceland Hang with penguins, like that's my reason (That's my reason) Like Berkley we'll find the part that's freezin' Last time you
you anyway, what the Hell So come on get on in the ride And let me take you to the other side Little man, how old are you? You can tell me And what you
you be throwing your set up when you screamin' I seen it, shit all of the obstacles that I've been through Who made you think I'm a be scared of a bitch
rules, hundred G jewels Vacate places you don't even need shoes Same catz say stay up, prey for my day up No one where my bitch live, plot where I lay
somebody just The truth of the matter is, you gotta give yourself the benefit of the because you feel you know 'em, you know? As for me, myself,
start some lickin', we just might end up with yours Whassup fuck nigga, man you know who you is You the ones be payin' hoes and buyin' them gifts You mad when you
County really got See don't be fooled by South Beach Thinking when you come to the Bottom you can just run these streets You and your jewels are like
you crazies They call me crazy cause I made it Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately You ain't f-cking wit' Budden, you ain't got
27 this is our gospel (oh) take my words for it (oh) uh check..listen you see the music business is like the devil's games if you play then you might
where I come from, my brother Streets filled with heat These blocks are hot seat Ghetto warriors with skills to compete Lift you off your feet Paint you