(C-c-coming down, drippin' candy on the ground) Take me off, take me off, take me off The capital B means, I'm 'bout that life (If you 'bout it, 'bout it) (Well say you, well you say you) Listen, I been on, I been on, I been on Tell me who gon' take me

The world is on the brink The brink of our extinction The end of an era The end of a genre Do the joy, do, do, do Do the shouts, do, do, do Do the cries, do, do, do Do the smiles, do, do, do Building a sepulture and fading to the ground

Tear our t-shirts in the cotton patch behind the barn Tear up some turnip greens on some river bottom ground Or find some muscadines up on a hill Let’s get tangled in the tassels of some ten foot corn Get lost out in the rye grass lay a blanket in the

Because it's just a matter of time Before your confidence will win out Keep the faith, baby, yea Just keep your eyes on the prize To get your dreams up off the ground But you got to keep the faith Don't let nobody take you down, brother And your feet

I am the God Nigga, I am the God Granada I'm falling under your spell You know I get the kilos Cincuenta por ciento If you are not bilingual Get the fuck up out of town, 'fore we run your ass down Underground how I came out

There ain't no grave can hold my body down Ain't no grave can hold my body down When I hear that trumpet sound I'm gonna rise right out of the ground Well, look way down the river, what do you think I see? I see a band of angels and they're coming after

I won't let you bury it I won't let you smother it I won't let you murder it Our time is running out And our time is running out You can't push it underground We can't stop it screaming out The death of me

Flying high in the friendly sky Flying high without ever leavin' the ground, no Rest of the folks are tired and weary Oh Lord, and have laid their bodies down. I go the place where danger awaits me And it's bound to forsake me. So stupid minded. I can't

It's fun to stay at the YMCA They have everything for you men to enjoy You can do what about you feel You can hang out with all the boys Young man, there's no need to feel down I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground I said, young man, 'cause

It's all I can All I can think about is you It's all I can do Fish fell out of water Bird stuck on the ground Chaos giving orders Everything is upside down Whole world's gonna fly by I wonder where they'll go, oh