Yea, yea, this shit sound like One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of ecstasy pills
ask me how i got there, I'm dressed as a captain cause my money so rare, I'm drinkin on that shit it lighty cost some bucks, most people dont drink it
And your smile, it seems softer than it was Proof, some people gonna call you up Tell you something that you already know Proof, sane people go crazy
', feelin' like a million bucks Pass the bottles, the heat is on We in the huddle off smoking that cheech and chong "What's wrong?" The club and the moon
upon your feet Oh, chase the moon across the sky, close your eyes Say goodnight to the sky And the fun, day is done Say goodnight, sail away little
Cancun Where it is never sunny, the dark side of the moon So it's more than life, I try to shed some light on a man Not many people of this planet understand
Against an unforgiving wilderness, yes we can It was the call of workers who organized Women who reached for the ballots A President who chose the moon
? Ain't this my movie? Ain't this my world? I know I can do it People always ask me, "Miss M How did you get so far on so little?" Shut up Well, I woke
people (My kind of people) You're my kind of people (My kind of people) A little rock and roll A whole lot of soul You're my kind of people (My kind of people
the subway And the tacky store with the Mylar scarves My skin's as pale as the outdoor's moon My hair's silver like a tiffany watch I like lots of people
:] What what what what what [Natasha:] Drop me in the middle so I can make a ripple effect Upon the ocean I'll be the moon that turns the tide Drop me
it's swallowing me Watch the guitar Watch the guitar Groovy groovy people We're all groovy groovy people Groovy groovy people We're all groovy groovy people Groovy groovy people Groovy groovy people
Theres a place where we people dance While holding hands To light of the moon......... They sing to me tunes... I'm not ugly And loved ones that die still
on the radio No cell phones, just 20 thousand lights Swaying on a Saturday night, alright Can you imagine that slice of time? Rock and roll was young, people
(Concentrate) you got to think a little harder Come here, let me show you before you even start to (On the big payday) Yeah (Concentrate) you got to think a little
a man with the law in his hand That could take Jesse James when alive It was on a Saturday night Yeah the moon was shinin' bright They robbed the Glendale train And the people
the moon See, my sound system is world renowned Until the cops come around, then I turn it down Cool, it's okay, go 'head and press play He gave his little
what it?s all about So as I ease back from this microphone I?m a let it go to Aceyalone Little somethin? like this Check it out, people, whoever you
