Woke up this morning feeling so bad Out my window it was raining Didn't even feel like running I didn't feel like doing anything Then the phone wouldn
stairs Jumped into your ride, pushed the speed to the limit Jumped out of your car faster than you jumped in it Now you're at the jam but in for a shock
land to down that show - with 2 shoes and a magic hand man now it's aplan as flamenco turns to -down shakin there's a jazz jam and Julie's got the whole
I love music(what kind of music) (Chorus 2x) We love the reggae and jazz and rock and roll could be cool alternative too we love the rhythm and blues
It all began on the street, to the back of a blue police vehicle Next come the bookends, the way things is looking It's Friday, you in for a long stay
n do day Who's that guy With the beautiful eyes? 'N' look at those lips I'd try 'em for size Hey Swing with me What a wing it'd be? May I intrude? It
so jam me in a ??? This is the miracle of the dubplate dub selection Daddy G So whether you're black white or half-caste in your complection 3D Yes
If rap was B-Ball, I'd have assists like James Worthy Dribble the rock if you got the hots to get your knot rocked Twice my device, Run-D.MC's from my
duck Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now You motherfuckers better lay it down B A B Y, capital D C Virtual pimpin', we mackin' in 3-D
on the beats droppin I knew that one day would come when I'd be on the mic rockin Every day after school practisin I mixed blues smarts with street smarts
, let the games begin, as I standin' Tossed the tall can on a campus, off the limital Scanners takin' penitentiary chances Sick wit it, off the ric wit it Blue
High time we made a stand And shook up the views of the common man The love train rides from coast to coast D.J.'s the man we love the most Could you
songs that I made in my bedroom and shit Finally give a nigga leg room and a whip Yeah Cole World, make way for the chosen one Aint nobody else I'd rather
state trooper Told me that I didn't have the right to bite I said, "Your wife looks just like a fat blue grouper" Sittin' in my aqua blue jail cell,
there in the corner I believe it is, it's a toe jam Are you any kin to Dr. Scholl's? You've got some funny looking toes You've got some funny looking toes (Where'd
the corner I believe it is, it's a toe jam Are you any kin to Dr. Scholl's You've got some funny looking toes You've got some funny looking toes (Where'd
all my partnas cut, all my partnas tight we gonna get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam some Bone and we can jam that Street Military
