? Can you hear the music? Can you hear the music? Can you hear the music? Can you hear the music? Can you hear the music? Can you hear the music? Can you
eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin'
Translation: Rolling Stones. Can You Hear The Music.
cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window Can't you hear me knockin' on your door Can't you hear me knockin
money market I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what? Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy Oops, you almost had me, geesed
oh oh Ooh, la la that rock 'n' roll Ya, hear me oh we oh oh Ooh, la la that rock 'n' roll Then in the U.S. music scene there was big changes made Due
outside of Tucson boarded the bus Any aliens here? You better check with us How about you son? You look like you got Spanish blood Do you 'habla ingles
a hand before I give you the fist like a germaphobe And you probably too scary to scuffle If you ain't hit a nigga before you buried your knuckles I got
and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you know we gone, goin real strong, I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long, drop roll bar, that
Intro: Ghostface Killah] Yes, yes, we like to thank you You are the 77th caller You know you just won a pair of Theodore drawers and all that How do you
Folarin somethin they can't ever smoke Weed I can't pronounce man This shit would leave Rosetta stoned This man can single handedly save the culture You got no spark you
On Our Records, And Its How We Ajust To The Pressures Of Life, Let Our Music Do The Killin' For You You'll Be Alright, And Seriously Ain't You The Least
your tire Hittin your door while your cars spinnin hittin the wall That's just the beginning of war I let you know you dealing with dogs My villians will finish you
roll, let it roll Let it roll, let it roll (Stone blue) Rock and roll sure helped me through (Stone blue) Rock and roll sure helped me through (Stone
like a live wire One of the Southside soldier from across the bricks to boulder We gone get you if we owe you, again I already told you Ready to roll
like a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb Silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches We cut you and give you stitches, for envy
