Walkin' on the the beat, yeah We feel the the love and we are not ashamed I'ma wake up to my nakedness 'Cause I'm walkin' on the the beat, yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Naked when the the beat drops Closer, closer We are the the people, we are the the people We are the the people of

(Ness Ness on the the beat) B Man just got out the the can I gave my bro an advance (yeah) Love is just not in my plans Not even taking a chance Studio right in my yard

Heart still beating for the the cause Soul still feeding on on the loss Limbs are aching from the the rush You are fading from my sight Break of morning, coldness lingers on

It hurts every night when she dances through my mind I still feel the the sting of loneliness But it ain't killed me yet But they ain't killed me yet 'Cause I thought her leavin' Would stop my heart from beatin' And gettin' over her would be my death Workin'

Doc Holiday An outlaw walking through the the valley of men Glared with a sunken eye of death Moved his head from side to side and said Come on on you gutless slugs fight like a man State your name and business and let's see what you got Another body for the

Like a virgin Touched for the the very first time Next to mine Yeah, you made me feel And you're mine Like a virgin, hey With your heartbeat I made it through the the wilderness

Mother Superior jump the the gun I need a fix 'cause I'm going down She's not a girl who misses much Do do do do do do, oh yeah She's well acquainted with the the touch of the the velvet hand like a lizard on on a window pane. The man in the the crowd with the

And let the the beat control your body. And let the the beat control your body Some magic, some raw nerve Surrender, and let the the beat control your body You're changed. Can't help it. Hone your edge Invincible. So seductive, that wildness. Get involved. Don't

Honeysuckle rose Have no use for sweets of any kind Since the the day you came around From the the start I instantly made up my mind Sweeter sweetness can't be found You're so sweet, can't be beat beat Nothing sweeter ever stood on on feet Every honeybee fills with

It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you Without a Mustard beat beat to step to Flex to, let loose, finesse to Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too Aw damn, no they didn't Three Musketeers back together and they winning And they getting too