It's five o'clock in the morning, the city seems so empty As I wander in the streets alone It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is awaking I don
Body, wanna feel my body, body, baby, such a thrill, my body Body, wanna touch my body, body, baby, it's too much, my body Body, check it out, my body
time i'm in control right now i own the streets i got the keys to the city thats cos i got down some times i wonder how i made it this far with all you people
you learn to fly Play in sports and skin dive Study oceanography Sign up for the big band Or sit in the grandstand When your team and others meet In
Young man, there's no need to feel down. I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground. I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town There's no need
(Together) We will go our way (Together) We will leave someday (Together) Your hand in my hand (Together) We will make the plans (Together) We will fly
time. There's enough people sayin', "Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame? Ain't it a shame?" Standing around. Good people, oh yeah! They all regard themselves as good people
runnin up on they backs for years Yeah, but they don't break They keep it movin like when I travel the land And peep how other people do it How other people
'Back up offa me'? I ain't like that, man you should get with Hi-Tek Now he got nice tracks, them other dudes is type wack Yeah, people keeping it coming
Better yet, dialect dirty like a subway Freaking for your loot, here to make it go the other way In a vocabulary scrimage But cursing in my village ain
s, that rock with ease I'm not conceited, I got confidence in my abilities Agility's my credibility Oratorical artillery in all facilities It Takes a Village
is made of candy floss The house is made of cheese It's lit by lots of glow worms If I'm wrong, correct me please The village is a pop-up book The people
Taste that, hit it all, don't waste that, hit it all like A-Sap/ Video record it, watch how we play it back -Chorus- -Bizzy Bone- "How many people
man once said ?That some people rob you with a fountain pen? It don't take too long to find out Just what he was talking about A lot of people don't
a holiday But if you're going off to war Then I wish you well but don't be a sore If I cheer the other team 'Cause killing people's not my scene I prefer
all he needed To make him whole again Then I looked up way above me And God rent the sky apart Bury my heart We're God's chosen people This and other
to contract And my stress levels rise This is a job for life (there are no jobs for life) I am forced to a decision I am forced to see the other
when he walked through the village When he took his place next to the other boys in line To serve his patriotic duty Well, it's kinda rude the way people
