Pork on the fork, widen the pot By any means if you like it or not Malcom X, by any means Many fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans As-Salamu Alaykum Wa alaikum as salaam Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the Don Real nigga, street certified, hit

The hours tick away - they tick away In the fullness of time In this one of many possible worlds, all for the best, or some bizarre test? It is what it is - and whatever Time is still the infinite jest The arrow files when you dream, the hours tick away

She's got whatever it is It blows me away She's everything I wanted to say to a woman But couldn't find the words to say I don't know what to do Because every time I try and tell her how I feel You got whatever it is It comes out "I love you" She's got

Plaque on the wall says that no one's slept here It's rare to come upon a bridge that has not been around Or been stepped on Whatever the notions we laced in our prayers The man upstairs is used to all of this noise I'm through with screaming And echoes

I wanna go home with you Home with you Why don't we find somewhere quiet? Too many cooks in the kitchen Too many fools here listening Yeah, we can do whatever you want to Come on and set the mood Yeah, we can go as slow as you want to

Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay Stay with your man a while Stay while the night is still ahead Whatever colors you have in your mind I show them to you and you see them shine Until the break of day Let me see you make him smile

You must know that I'll follow you It's the same thing again, But it could become a problem if We don't deal with it now, I've not opened my mouth, Can you read my mind so easily? A feeling I've had many times before. I can't hold the fort, saying give

And I choose to survive Whatever it takes I’ll keep up the pace And I’ll reveal my strength To the whole human race Yes I’m gonna win Race, life’s a race And I am gonna win Yes, I am gonna win

I'm every woman Whoa whoa whoa It's all in me Anything you want done baby I do it naturally I can read your thoughts right now Every woman, whoever made ya say I'm every woman (Chaka) Whatever you want

I'm the generator Firing whenever you quit Yeah, whatever it is You go out and it's on Yeah can't you hear my motored heart You're the one that started it Lately I'm getting better Wish I could stay sick with you But there's too many egos left to bruise