Text:
Pian Pop Songs

and a Greyhound bus'll take the one that got away Well, Andre's at the piano behind the Ivar in the sewers, With a buck a shot for pop tunes, and a fin

[piano playing for 1:02 before the beginning of the main song] [Eric B] "Clap your hands" cut and scratched [x6] [Rakim] Put your hands together...

hold em Born to be wild is what a song once told me was my destiny, so I strive to be the best Lo and behold.. Every rhyme I write, you gots to chant them Every song

clutch before it tarries Off the topic that cypher said, for sure, would set you free I love my baggy jeans, hangin below my hips Cause they represent pop