Boy, you gotta carry that weight Carry that weight a long time Boy, you gonna carry that weight I never give you my pillow I only send you my invitation And in the middle of the celebrations I break down You're gonna carry that weight along time

We can leave the night on Girl, you got the beat right, killin' in your Levis High on your loving's got me buzzin' like a streetlight We'll find a road with no name, lay back in the slow lane We'll be rolling down the windows, I bet you we're catchin'

All right, okay As long as it's funky We'll make it funky for you now I'm a child of the ah, the 87 ah From the streets; get on a beat and go ah I could break it down like whatever ya ah On some K-R-S be-here-forever-type, uh

Cities full of hatred Fear and lies Withered hearts And cruel, tormented eyes Scheming demons Dressed in kingly guise Beating down the multitude And scoffing at the wise When they turn the pages of history

Wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on 'Cause you're my party song I wanna keep you turned up, baby, keep you turned on You're my party song Knocking me down with that little beat you're thumpin' Keeping that king cab thumping And, girl, I

Baby, please, don't go Turn your lamp down low You got me way down here Baby, please, don't go back to New Orleans Because I love you so Turn your lamp down low; my heart is beating so So, baby, please, don't go Made me weep and moan You made me weep and

Down and up and down and up and down and up and down The beat just dropped and the room got sexy You're watching me like there's no one else around I know you want me like kids want candy So keep watching me go down and up and down It's alright to say

I'm on my way Tell everybody I'm on my way New friends and new places to see With blue skies ahead yes With the sun beating down yes (I'm on my way now) And there's nowhere else that I'd rather be And I'm loving every step I take

I hate and slide To let out what's inside Cause I will panic Sometimes I wish you'd die Full of sorrow And all this hate is bottled up inside I'll take this time Give me some courage Beating me down the (?) sometime

3 cool chicks 3 cool cats Parked on the corner in a beat up car Devourin' up a liquor candy bar Talkin' all about how sharp they are These 3 cool cats Walkin' down the street just swingin' their hips Spinnin' up a bag of potato chips And 3 cool cats did