Last night I had a bad dream That I was trapped in this city Uh, nice watch, run it Hands in the air now, hands in the air, run it Since a youngin' always dreamed of gettin' rich Look at me my nigga Fantasize about a white picket fence With some trees my

Mister Magic, take a token Mister Magic, of my love Mister Magic, I see you through the smoke Mister Magic Every day I see you My hands were made for you And you always give me stress free point of view Pick you up after school Without you I'm misery

I'm done crying over her And only she, only she, only she chose me when I'm blue So sorry, boo, we're through My hands hurt, I think I'll go lay down Only you, only you, only you can treat me like you do 'Cause I'm done crying over her Here I am, brand

My ghetto gospel Those who wish to follow me I welcome with my hands And the red sun sinks at last Into the hills of gold And peace to this young warrior Without the sound of guns Uh, hit em with a little ghetto gospel If I could recollect before my hood

I'm so starstruck Baby, 'cause you blow my heart up (I'm so starstruck) Groove, slam, work it back Filter that Baby, bump that track Baby, 'cause you blow my heart up Put your hands on my waist, pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Baby,

Now all my friends have gone Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? But we ran away I can still remember The words and what they meant

This is what we live for We're taking off uh uh uh (Oh oh) this is what we live for This is what I live for Baby, you're my open road You can take me anywhere the wind blows Right into the great unknown We can throw our hands up out the window I drive a

Turn all the lights on! A-a-a-a-a-a-a a-ah A-a-a-a-a-a-a I need some lights, it's way too dark Oh yeah I'm going in They need to turn up the lights Put your hands up if you're going hard Okay okay I'm with my friends Let the party begin

How great Thou art, how great Thou art Then sings my soul, My Saviour God, to Thee O Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder Consider all the worlds Thy Hands have made I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder Thy power throughout the universe

So give it all, I give it all, We give it all, This is the reason why I sing, It's these reasons that belong to me Break through the undertow, Your hands I can't seem to find, Pollution burns my tongue, Cough the words I can't speak so I stall myself