The beat goes on, the beat goes on.. Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain.. La de da de de, la de da de da.. Charleston was once the rage, uh huh..
i don't know how long it takes all i know is that i can't wait much longer i don't know what it take all i can hope is the pain will only make us. stronger is it the air in my breath that makes you afraid that i'm about to say what i never should say.
Under the stars I feel so far away. Closer to you is where I wanna be. Missing you as far as I can see. Just Im longing (longing longing..). I see your face in a crowded scene.
The world at my sneakers. Gold pieces molded with Jesus features. Give streets the fever. From the way I spit the Ether. . Came on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa.
Sometimes I burn just to taste your kiss. To hear passion call me by name. To make love to you, the reckless abandon. And become new to the flame. . Sometimes when I need to know how much you love.
Yeah, thank you, thank you, thank you, far too kind. Yeah, ready? Let's go. . Now can I get an encore, do you want more?. Cookin' raw with the Brooklyn boy.
A Alcoholic, you know what I'm sayin'. . Yo, it's Prime Time, only when the beats and the rhymes shine. All that other bullshit can move it to the sidelines.
The Beat goes on -. (originally by the Buddy Rich Band). . Drums keep poundin a rhythym to the brain. laigadadeee laigadadaa. . Charles ???? was once a rage aha.
{Dirty Money Crew}. . [Diddy]. Yo... yea!. . [sample]. "Show 'em how to move in a-". "Show 'em how to move in a-". "Show 'em how to move in a-". "Show 'em how to-" "Show 'em how to-".
My oh my, I'm seeing the potential. Let's just see what we can do. First we'll take you down back to the meat house. And then you'll hold their hands again.
Time stands too still. Left here there for the kill. But this hope that sorrow bleeds. Leaves a man with nothing. . There's just no mercy in your eyes.