The concept of stability Is the concept of death Restless hearts keep moving Brave enough to make leaps Reaching out Suspending our lives Writing our
my family, my family Mo Thug music, Mo Thug music Sing, sing, sing, sing along, sing along It's all about Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug (Sing along, sing
You see him rocking that beat from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture
rarely stays on Same song, just remixed, different arrangement Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship Strangeness, you don't control this, you
to you With a line that wasn't true, and you, passed them by now You're in the center ring and lies don't mean a thing Why don't you let me try? Many
" Asian girls relax on Soul Train, you're stiff Eat your bok choi It's apparent, tell no shame in here Everybody know the game in here Know you playin in here, what you sayin in here You
you made on a ship That came in too late You're running out of time You're running out of time Don't you know, you're runnin' out of time? Wake up,
Do you know just what he's done? You're pushing too hard, you're pushing on me You're pushing too hard, where you wanna be? cause you're pushing too
a mark. ARRIVE ALIVE You try to make this last But your candles burn too fast Divided before you were born Were you divided from your former you You
soul hopin' i won't lose control but baby if i do i'm comin' home to you from arkansas to timbuctu i'd never stop i'd go right through forty days and
, gimme some cheese! And I see that you're scheming on the comedians now But leave me, bitch, you better believe, can't nobody save you When I move my
stays on Same song, just remixed, different arrangement Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slaveship Strangeness, you don't control this, you
the door You sold us out They don't pay you enough to do that boy You sold us out Some things you don't sell You sold us out They don't pay you enough
D is the initial I love the way you strut in that suit from France There's a party tonight, would you like to dance? You're rollin' with the Lover So be sure, you
beyond control; he's going to have just one more chance at a barrel roll. All in a dream, all as a dream, the colours too bright, the music too deafening
on earth! Dick: (singing along to music on his headphones) Ever since I lost control... Rob: (to the audience) That's Dick. He works for me. Dick: It's a Hiroshima of the soul