Ba-Blang Wanna make the world dance, Forget about the Price Tag. Okay! We need to take it back in time, When music made us all unite And it wasn't low
pay rent 'Cause you can't buy a house in heaven There's only three men that ima serve my whole life It's my daddy and Nebraska and Jesus Christ. (There's
my heart beats like a drum, guitar string to the strum A beautiful song to be sung She's got blue eyes, deep like the sea that roll back when she's laughin
nigga SLJ and DJ Aladdin Droppin the fat tracks Hit em with it Syndicate's in the muthafuckin house All duck MC's get flat, muthfuckas Yeah 1993 And it's
I like, and baby it's you Let's rock, it's a temporary life It's a ride that takes you All the way up, all the way down Never look back, it's time to
stepping lightly Hang each night in rapture Back to back Sacroiliac Spineless movement And a wild attack Face to face Sadly solitude And it's finger
know you need it, your body's screaming Beat it, beat it, down, down Up to my bedroom, I'm about to beat it, Beat it, beat it, down, down Let me see it all
But the best advice that I ever got Was from my sister's rock star boyfriend Just get you a guitar an' learn how to play Cut up some jeans, come up
part of me But it's gone, it's gone It's gone, it's gone, gone I can't feel it I can't feel it Must've found a way out my back door Must've run away
Come on all you pretty women with your hair a hanging down Open up your windows 'cuz the Candyman's in town Come on boys and gamble, roll those laughing
fuck, niggaz know what's up It's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my truck We gotta simple little problem that we got to solve It like it ain't about
had a pretty face but her head was up in space She needed to come back down to earth Five years from now, she sits at home Feeding the baby, she's all
there was a radio, it was, was coming from the room Next door and my mother laughed the way some ladies do, you know Well it's late in the evening And all
We're gonna heal the disconnection I don't remember when it started But this is where it's gonna end My body is beautiful and sacred And I'm gonna celebrate it
-talented Average heads can't handle it I'll bring it to you live Only if you want it Me and my guitar go back like the days of the RMC's (C'mon check
s on his way. Sleep tight, oh, my baby. You sleep tight. Let's call it a day. Listen to, the lullaby, of ol-gone, you know it's old. Come on along Broadway
Going back to the memories Reminiscing 'bout you and me Thinking how it used to be It's plain and clear I treated you bad But girl you know that I care