-destruct - dying together All the beauty gets taken for granted All the pain gets put in the way Put in our way Contact's the fact - I need it Contact
Translation: The Sound. Contact The Fact.
' again So I decided just to pick this pen Up and try to make an attempt to vent But I just can't admit Or come to grips with the fact that I may be
slippin a Molotov in your Cocktail (take that) Burnin your contracts, punch your A&R in the face *punch sound* Smash his glasses and turn em to contacts
is me, the M-O-N-I-E L-O-V-E And I'm first cause I'm a L-A-D-I-E [Queen Latifah] Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harder Cooling on the scene with
we can what? " Said, "Sound like a plan" with my hand on her butt But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hold up Baby doll had a man, matta fact was
2 to the 3, and 1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3 1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and Here comes trouble and it's all that, in fact contact You're
we can what?" Said, "Sound like a plan" wit my hand on her butt But shit hit the fan sho' nuff, nigga hold up Baby doll had a man, matta fact was a
my eyes I see heaven on a cloud All these people in a line but I can't hear a sound When I open my eyes I'm steady falling out of grace Contacted by
As simple as it sounds it's as simple as it ought to be light skin girls lack the dark skin quality ya don't understand? You want an explanation? Well
States Enterprise Diplomat of swing with aliens at my feet Comin' down the rampart through beam on the street Obsolete computes, compounds and dead sounds
from the city I don't feel sorrow and I have no pity To run up on you, and wax plus tax Your gold, your money, and from your eyes your contacts Then
days when it wasn't so easy to get you Ks off, when it was hard to make contact with a member of the opposite camp and you had to resort to things like
(bass) Chester thompson (drums) Fz: Now the sound that you hear in the background right now, is the sound caused by george duke, agitating two metal
it And next up is me, the M O N I E L O V E And I'm first cause I'm a L A D I E Contact and in fact, the style, it gets harder Cooling on the scene
this year '96-i lost my dun; '97-it got worse.. Pull money out the team, got to get mork.. And sat down you play the background when shots sound off Flashbacks
swarmed Like locusts consuming all vegetation Into waste land fills fresh water wells seeping Poisonous corrosion as a business proposition Exposing flesh in nuclear explosions Forming glowing boils at the point of contact
