Put this shit back in motion Mmm, hmmm, mmm Now's the time to just clear the air Now you finally open, I'm just tryna be only We been ashin' our roaches Throw them shits in a bowl and (smoke that shit up) Rollin' one and mow, now we fired up Now we both

All I'm ever askin' for is time I just needed time to clear my mind What I want is already mine (It my fault, yeah yeah) I got women callin' my phone like I owe them some' It's kinda my fault, I guess I showed them some' No shit, I treat my dick like

It's delightful, it's delicious, it's de-lovely. The night is young, the skies are clear So if you want to go walking, dear, I understand the reason why You're sentimental, 'cause so am I, You can tell at a glance What a swell night this is for romance,

I am realizing That everybody's lost their simple ways And now that it's here, I see it oh-so clearly I've come face to face with the enemy Oh, the enemy Oh, Mr. Back-Stabbin'-Son-of-a-Bitch You're livin' in a world that'll soon be dyin'

It's very clear our love is here to stay Not for a year, but ever and a day The radio and the telephone And the movies that we know May just be passing fancies and in time may go But, oh my dear, our love is here to stay Together we're going a long, long

I'm sitting by a lake But it's not of this earth The water is so clear And the birds are alive A mirror for the sky They see themselves And fly away The universe is alive I lay down by the river-flow

I get a kick every time I see I get a kick though it's clear to me You obviously don't adore me I get no kick in a plane Flying too high with some guy in the sky Is my idea of nothing to do Yet I get a kick out of you My story is much too sad to be told

I know what has to be done I've had a vision its clear to me now Different religions cannot share a land A plague and I have the cure Chase them down, let them suffer in pain Dig them down, they´ll be gone for a while Evidence lost Plunder and rape

The medicine go down Just a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down In a most delightful way And ev'ry task you undertake Becomes a piece of cake A lark! a spree! it's very clear to see that That a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down A

Everybody look what's going down Stop, what's that sound? I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound? There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time