Give me time to realize my crime Let me love and steal I have danced inside your eyes How can I be real Do you really want to hurt me Do you really
Desert loving in your eyes all the way. If I listen to your lies would you say I'm a man without conviction, I'm a man who doesn't know how to sell a
[From the movie "Electric Dreams"] Like Alice in Wonderland The dream takes you by the hand Inside emotions that you might not feel If by some notion
Chorus: The victims we know so well They shine in our eyes When they kiss and tell Strange places we never see But you?re always there Like a ghost in
[From the movie "Electric Dreams"] You don't have to touch it to know Love is everywhere you go You don't have to touch it to feel Love is every second
like Michael Phelps Yeah, type the e-mail, tell 'em I got the bud Females, I got 'em locked, like Casanova Rud Lookin' at my Roley I got time like the Culture Club
not always go right My life, but at the end I'll see a bright light [Killah Priest] So many types of women, a life that I was livin' The clubs, the
a break No seat to sit down you gotta stand up The record on the wheel reacts like a handcuff Your in a cage and this groove will bound you People in the club
's the only one ya trustin' Clubs be jumpin', redesigned cars be bumpin' Now there's ranks supreme KRS is a free man In hip hop culture I'm like Allen
these others that may sound like Kris But when it comes to the hands they don't get down like Kris They never ran up in the clubs with a hundred thugs
Now sittin' in the bathtub, listening to the Isley Brothers and others outside my door want to despise me Reminds me that everyone ain't cool, the world
they raided my club that night They ruined my act with the leather umbrella the Chief de Police got a fright He was up in my boudoir with some other fella
the movement was still fucked up like Parkinson's 'Cause while we were giving birth to the culture we love Prejudice kept our own people out of the club
just aren't enough, Nor is speed and weed and the Positive Creed. Exclusive clubs where the various tribes congratulate each other for doing fuck all
But the movement was still fucked up like Parkinson's Cause while we were givin birth to the culture we love Prejudice, kept our own people out of the club
to the culture, granted every topic has been covered but cookie cutter, delivery of simpleton wit is the real culprit, so wether street, club, battle, conscious or other
why I guess I love her And by that I hope you don't think That I am trying to smother Her uniqueness or her freedom To find some other lovers And express
break No seat to sit down, you gotta stand up The record on the wheel reacts like a handcuff You're in a cage and this groove will bound you People in the club
