Baby, baby [Incomprehensible] (Alright baby) Seeing that your love's true Never I'll doubt you My heart belongs to you That's alright with me Worlds
As I was walkin' by, saw you standin' there with a smile Lookin' shy you caught my eye thought you'd want to hang for a while Well, I'd like to be with
All the lonely nights, I spend alone Never around to love me, you're always gone 'Cause you're hanging out, breaking the rules Oh, the man has come looking
Feeling so alone and deserted With people standing all around you Should I trust someone? Should I stay off to myself? Alone with no one to talk to It
Our friends think we're opposites Falling in and out of love They all said we'd never last Still we manage to stay together There's no easy explanation
With music by our side To break the color lines Let's work together To improve our way of life Join voices in protest To social injustice A generation
5 a.m., rise and shine To feed the baby before he starts to cry No rest and time to play 15, the mother is a runaway No time for dreams or goals Pressure
Count One, two, three, four One, two, one, two One, two, one, two One, two, three, four Insight to what's going on Information keeps us strong What
Children are called the future Of an adult world They are born with spirits so innocent 'Til we teach them how to hate Add to the world's confusion We
Here we are, just you and me Got something for you baby, wait and see No need to worry, come follow me I don't want you to think about anything else tonight
Looking through my old drawer Came across the letter you wrote Said you needed time away That was so long ago All my life, I've waited To see your smile
Oh, we know a place with a real big beat A destination soul retreat A musical cure for your day-to-day stress It's a dream vacation way out West Yeah
Lonely, my life used to be lonely Lonely as the single lonely number one Lonely like a lonely sun With not even one iota to shine upon Crying, deep
Lonely, my life used to be lonely Lonely like the lonely single number one Lonely like a lonely sun Without a single iota to shine upon Crying, deep
Game 11 This is a federal food fight (You better know it) That means we're callin' out all you kooks and crooks (What? We're about to rip this shit)
Yo wake up it's the 'D' crew up in here With the Black Spooks and we 'bout to drop it on y'all Y'all best get a clue Fool get a clue, get a clue, get
Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future Hit 'em with the rhythm of the future In the future, it's gonna be a rhythm
(A little high belongs to you) Yeah, gettin' high off the soup Drink it up (A little high belongs to me) Top rhyming's how we're coming with the loop