Sensaciones extrañas vienen Cuando sigues y no te detienes Tener contacto nos conviene Prepárate esta noche quieres Prepárate esta noche tienes Qué bonita tarde, la que hace aquí Una vez más Tengo una sensación

We'll go to the moon and the stars Wicked, them stars in my ceiling I ease the pain with the dope The wicked clock goes tick-tock Freezing time as it rides down your block 'Cause it's timeless 'Cause it's timeless, you dig?

I'm gonna stand on a rooftop, climb up a mountaintop Baby, scream and shout I want to sing it on the radio, show it on a video Baby, leave no doubt I want the whole world to know just what I'm all about I love to love you out loud I have always been a

Live if you want to live Rastaman vibration, yeah! Positive! That's what we got to give! Got to have a good vibe! Iyaman Iration, yeah! Irie ites! In vibration yeah! Positive! Positive vibration, yeah! Positive! If you get down and you quarrel everyday,

Damn, here we go again Everything I'm not, made me everything I am People talkin' shit, but when the shit hit the fan Everybody sayin' what's not for him Common passed on this beat I made it to a jam Now everything I'm not, made me everything I am I'll

If we gave it just one more try Maybe we could stop this goodbye I know through all this pain Baby just breathe in, breathe out Before you turn around, just slow down Think of all the love we've made Somehow somewhere love remains So baby just breathe

Look out kid Johnny's in the basement Mixing up the medicine I'm on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he's got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off

I gotta find peace of mind I'm undone because You make my heart desire pure You make my heart desire pure, just tell me I've been busy, (busy busy) I've been fuckin' busy, I've been busy fuckin' I've been all kinds of busy, all sorta kinda busy Like

I've got a little black book with my poems in Got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in When I'm a good dog, they sometimes throw me a bone in I got elastic bands keepin' my shoes on Got those swollen-hand blues I got thirteen channels of shit on the

This goes out to you, you, my number one (number one, number one) I won't stop until I see you, suga You know who you are This is for my number one, number one (I see you) So many shows, swear wherever I go I'm gonna keep on lookin' Lookin' for my number