Missin the game, damn bitch it's written in plain ebonics So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
Hell and Heaven? Nothin' is that irrelevent, you must find yourself, your intent Don't commit thyself, 'coz another nigga done did it In and outta style like leather African
' Missin' the game, damn bitch it's written in plain Ebonics So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge Mia X, kickin' off the ghetto symphony
: And my six string music (six string music) A song from me to you Simple six string music (six string music) A ballad or the blues Oh I remember that night in africa
Rain falling like a symphony On the roof top of my heart There's a movement in the whispering deep Before the new dream starts I see your eyes shining
about Hell and Heaven? Nothin is that ir-rel-ev-ent, you must find yourself, your intent Don't commit thyself, cuz another nigga done did it In and outta style like leather African
kissin Missin the game, damn bitch it's written in plain ebonics So shake that come-up off you brain and do the knowledge Mia X, kickin off the ghetto symphony
Hell and Heaven? Nothin is that ir-rel-ev-ent, you must find yourself, your intent Don't commit thyself, cuz another nigga done did it In and outta style like leather African
need call waiting Just you and me alone And my six string music A song from me to you Simple six string music A ballad or the blues Oh I remember that night in Africa
