The yellow raven sipped the air Of thunder and of rain The yellow raven sipped the air Gentle eyes kissing the rain Where do you go, fantastic dream
This is the place where she lay her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room brightly
Once upon a midnight dreary, as I pondered, weak and weary Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly
Man, I'm fresh as hell in this hoodie Uh, yeah, uh, uh, let's get it Oh, Omarion, yeah, uh, yeah With my hoodie on With my hoodie on With my hoodie on
Common fortune seeks us all And slips our binding rings We'll turn our heads and make us reel We'll bare our arms as wings Before our feet a feather
Eyes from the tree Take me down the way Red riders of the dark Help me through this maze Do you know, mister, of this place? Do you know, mister? No
We be doin' murder everyday We be good enough to get away You won't even know a wicked clown has hit the door Until your melon hit the floor and roll
WE BE DOING MURDER EVERYDAY, WE BE GOOD ENOUGH TO GET AWAY, YOU WONT EVEN KNOW A WICKED CLOWN HAS HIT THE DOOR, UNTIL YOUR MELON HIT THE FLOOR AND ROLL
You got what most dames want, oh, oh But it ain't what I came to see, aha, I know You don't know bout my game zone, oh, oh Time to show this boy a harder
Got to know, got to know what are you gonna do? Got to know, got to know what are you gonna do? Got to know, got to know what are you gonna do? Got to
Some call it magic, the things I see And I don't understand it, why it happens to me Some call it magic and I don't know how But I know that I have it
Too low, turn it up some more Too chill, to get us on the floor Hot jam, where's the volume at? Make it loud, loud as it can get You say, bump up the
The seaweed is always greener In somebody else?s lake You dream about going up there But that is a big mistake Just look at the world around you Right
It's time to step up to the plate Life through's you curves set'em straight Gotta hold your ground don't let them make you fall (no) The most important
Come on Do your own Do your own thing Do your own Do your own thing You don't have to be like anybody else So what's the problem why can't you be like
Oh yeah Can you dig it? I can dig it Oh yeah Sure is mellow grazin' in the grass (Grazin' in the grass is a gas, baby, can you dig it?) What a trip just
She was a young girl, eighteen Addicted to the dreams of bein' on the big screen Then late one nigh, kissed her mama goodbye Took the keys to the car
You can gaze into the future(future ,future) You might think life would be a breeze(life is tough) Seeing trouble from a distance(Yeah!)(go rae) But then