Left hand Wants to know what the right is doing Tell the way we miss out on something We're free There is one thing when I present, no Left hand, hand Left hand
Left hand Always wants to know what the right is doing Tell the way we miss out on something We're free But there is one thing when I present Left hand Left hand
Translation: Crowded House. Left Hand.
Left hand Always wants to know what the right is doing Tell the way we miss out on something We're free But there is one thing when I present Left hand Left hand Left
She brought a eye on my eye in a crowded club I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge She moved through the crowd in a straight line The
, -ways. Uh-huh, uh-huh. Krayzie: Niggas look out. We in the muthafucka house. We in here now. It's goin' down, steppin' through the crowd, sippin' on
beats is givin' life like air The flyest fly bids is swellin' the inside The locest loc kids left they Glocks in the ride Hoodlums in the house gettin
here, c'mon Ah Jeff, this is what we gettin' ready to do, right Remember how we used to rock back home in Philly, right At all the house parties and
Cadillac Let me jump in this shit like back to back Stay real for life, roll down south For the wreckshop, for the hometown crowd My alias is that Go-
's the cream so I can parlay Ain't no joke - ugh - and no mistakes allowed Crack packs flips, uh, while I moves the crowd Po-po be stoppin' the low-lows
, I can't concentrate I make a move like chess, and then I yell "checkmate" You know why I get zanier and zanier? Because of EPMD mania When I walk through the crowd
I could start with words 'cause it's the only hope of feasting I got left And everything I love about you is a mess Smash the mirror and break the palm in his hand
If a new car drops, then I'm tryna buy it Cam front, kinda tired Had a bitch last night, left her in the higher At the party, music loud (?) move the crowd
the left Aaight, aaight, move it up now, yeah Now a little bit down, now a little bit higher Little bit over to the left, yeah I'll Wop's in the house
Ladies get your hands up (raise em up) Fellows know whats up (what what) Dj's going diggen' what what Crowd cant get enough, tonight come party with me No dought there flossin' No dought there tosin' Moving it from left
of the meanest desparados of all time, Cowboy X, a man who left his mark everywhere! (Cowboy X comes riding into town with a branding iron in one hand
