All day long Now come on woman, come follow me home Oh well the sun go down Celebration in the town tonight They been slaughtering upon the stone Share out the meat Yeah, you really like to eat Come on woman, come follow me home Well, the priest he cries

(One time for your mind, one time) Yeah, whatever It sound clever Yeah, it's illmatic, (yeah) It's illmatic, (yeah!) It's illmatic, huh (Yeah, kick that shit) Yo, whatever (Hey yo, Nas, (Whattup, Paul?) Kick that fuckin' rhyme)

Adult education Believe it or not there's life after high school The student body's got a bad reputation (oh yeah, oh yeah) What they need is adult education What you want is an adult Adult, adult,

How come you don't strip no more? Uh uh uh uh She won't strip, strip, strip Now I said hey, where is Destiny, is that her name? I can't believe she would leave Without me, Destiny I met this girl, I think she likes me I must admit I like her too She said

Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Get high, touch the sky Right hand in the air Left hand in the pot Over that, 'bout they mad I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green) Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah)

Look into my eyes, can't you see they're open wide? Would I lie to you, baby, would I lie to you? Oh yeah Don't you know it's true, girl, there's no one else but you Would I lie to you? Baby, yeah (Look into my eyes, can't you see they're open wide?)

I was a fool to love I was a fool to love you Yeah, we could've had it all, all I was a fool to love you (I was a fool to love) Again, aga- yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I was a fool to love-love Again, again, again Hey darling, sorry that I'm leaving

Uptown funk you up I'm too hot (hot damn) Don't believe me just watch Don't believe me just watch uh Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you Uptown funk you up (say what?) Hey, hey, hey, oh Called a police and a fireman

I took a course in hallelujah I went to night school for the blues I took some stuff they said would cool ya But nothing seemed to light my fuse But it's all in the past Like a check that's in the mail She was a tall whiskey glass I was an old hound dog

I see two of my bitches in the club And I know they know about each other I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I’m just paranoid Yeah, I’m paranoid, I’m trippin' I’ve been smoking, I’ve been sippin' I’m fuckin' around with two bitches But I never