Can you play some more, can you play some more? Pull up the vibes that you're playing Lift it up, jock it up, pull it up, come again now Yes, you got me rocking in a corner With all the lights turn down low Can't express how mi glad mi come on ya I've

With a whisper tonight (tell me right now) These thoughts that no one else should hear Cut through my lips, dance in your ear Till light (lay me on down) Comes burnin' through that window pane Your hair's painting that pillow case Answer me baby with

Got some Remy Martin and some good-ass cigars, check it out Ayo, late night, candlelight, fiend with diesel in his needle Queensbridge leader, no equal I come from the Wheel of Ezekiel To pop thousand-dollar bottles of scotch, smoke pot and heal the

Because the train is coming to carry you home Come dance with me Come on and dance into the light Everybody dance into the light Come on and dance into the light Now we're here, there's no turning back We have one voice

Here she comes Here she comes. Now here she comes She begins to steal the light Confusion throws another mystery. It's out of focus with the eye So now you wonder is this just a dream? She 's gonna cause a sensation now. And just between you and me

Far away like a radio All broke down, comin' in low Red lights flash, static and snow I was ridin' shotgun with the driver The lovers and the rounders Come along with me to L.A. Me and my bride On a Greyhound back

When we get high up on the ridge Give you all I got to give That's how we live up on the ridge Won't you come with me tonight Where the moonlight drifts into your eyes Yeah, I just want one little kiss (Come with me tonight) Let's blow out these city

Free as a driving wheel Circling around your iron will See only what you feel Keeps you turning when you're standing still You tried to run from trouble when it comes You followed the drum keeping time with everyone High as the light of day You're

We all come here with a light in our eyes Some learn to fly. Some will run for their lives. In this town. In this town This town ain't yours And this town ain't mine. Some will burn out. Some will burn bright.

Need a bishop preaching fire To get away with my sins Despise everything I see I come from the ashes of molten hatred Raised by the demons in abodes of the end The reaper's scythe I fall upon to light my path Wrecked by mangled wounds of life I have