never felt so alive Feels like some kinda rush Yeah, yeah, so good Wanna show you how I feel Can?t get enough, turn it up Feels like some kinda rush
felt so alive Feels like some kinda rush Yeah yeah, so good Wanna show you how I feel Can't get enough, Turn it up Feels like some kinda rush
Maybe I need some rehab Or maybe just need some sleep I got a sick obsession I'm seeing it in my dreams I'm looking down every alley I'm makin' those
try fi rush yuh like they will not stop But baby girl,will you mine Let go,show your skin becuz you're one of a kind Me nah go lie! Girl I must be in
try fi rush ya, like dem prey non-stop But baby girl will you be mine Let go, show your skin because you're one of a kind Me nah go lie, girl I must be
Tee missed the party, man Yo Randy Mac, you got some money? (Aw, you know what time it is, man I got...) Yeah, for some bail, buddy We got to go do some
'm rollin' up in a big grey bus And I'm shackled down myself that's who I trust The minute I arrived some sucker got hit Shanked ten times behind some
man tryna rush you like the rain and storm You, but baby gurl would you be mine? Let go, show your skin because you're one of a kind Me naw gon lie,
I ain't had no luck with this It sucks, but it's exactly what I thought it would be Like tryin' to start over I've got a hole in my heart for some kind
suffering the beat ugh, take an elbow and scuffle in the heat like a nigga that was grinding and was hustling for weeks so I rush the rush than I black
maybe i need some rehab or maybe just need some sleep i got a sick obsession im seeing it in my dream im walking down every alley im making im making
How 'bout a bit of soul? Some integrity? I'm not talking about no fake kinda feeling, but the girl in my dreams will Be for real without a doubt so I
a statement, when you freestyle and your mind is in a free state Is kinda hard to execute when you ain't feeling it that day Jumpin' the gun and rushing
say that shit just clownin' dawg C'mon, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan I think you need some counselin'' To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls When you get down some
up in that big truck Call it tonka Club like the chocolate factory Willy Wonka Girl I want ya But you're too much taste so Sweet bout to give me a sugar rush
Lately you've been stressin' me, that's when I'ma give you some Callin' me, jockin' me, sweatin' me, gonna rush me none 'Cuz when the time is right I'
of nowhere She came into my life Like we know each other For quite a while In the sound of silence Time is standing still There's some kind of bond
Temple of Doom so make room for the Unamerican Caravan (who you down with?) The B Boys Immenslope Twilite Tone Derrick and then some I don't get rid of some
