I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a Thug in your life Cause busters ain't lovin' you right What's happenin' Not motherfuckin' double are, Richie Rich What's happenin' baby,

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

All you haters Cause I hear ya And I'm watching Should get at me But I'm serious What's happening? Hey, what's happening, Haters so all I gotta say is

I'm sorry for partying and Bacardi'n What's happenin' in the back yard again It started with a couple friends and some dude in a cardigan Came rollin' in at 3 am I don't know when it's gonna end So for now, I'm sorry for... woah Partying, partying...

They say what's happenin'? We say the facts and if, they lie We comin' back for them They might say, but they don't know! (they say, they say) They don't know They say a nigga lost his mind But in the scheme of things I never lost a rhyme The thin line

On the wings of the night No more turning away On the turning away From the pale and downtrodden And the words they say Which we won't understand "Don't accept that what's happening Is just a case of others' suffering Or you'll find that you're joining in

There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions Are they lost or are they found? Have they

Flash! Ah-ah He'll save every one of us Savior of the universe (Seemingly, there is no reason for these extraordinary intergalactical upsets) (What's happening, Flash?) (Only Doctor Hans Zarkov, formerly at NASA, has provided any explanation) He's a

And yeah you know I gotta bring it back again And I tell 'em hold on I don't understand whats happening Lord willin' Make a difference, lord willin' Uh, lord willin' I tell 'em hold on And So I tell 'em hold on So I tell em

People, listen! Run, run, run, they don't like what we're thinking At least we are not staggering from drinking Don't try to figure out What's happenin' inside their head Ain't too much goin' on