I speak truth, everybody calls me Socrates I?ve got such a philosophy that everybody?s watching me Looking at there wrist, sh-t everybody?s clocking me ahhh, there?s no thrill
can do the job When you're in town. Later on, we'll conspire, As we dream by the fire To face unafraid, The plans that we've made, Walking in a winter
I feel Mothaf-ckas say they real, but they really aint for real I'll show you who's real, when you broke aint a thrill Got bills waiting on me, and its
you might as well close your biz out (To my peeps in Queens) Yeah, ohh shit, yo, it's a bird (Nah I thought that shit was a fuckin plane dude) Nah nah
hope she'll abide, you're falling, falling, falling The world that you face is some other planet in space You taste something new every moment It thrills
the AC I see this girl in a tight-fittin? mini She looks kinda good but she?s a little skinny So I kept on rollin?, I?m changin? my plan When I get
, just not pearly Peeling armhairs harm their relation to the band-aid The mucas formation is man made I plan eight minutes more of sleep I'm in it snorin
can do the job when you're in town Later on, we'll conspire as we dream by the fire To face unafraid the plans that we've made Walking in a winter wonderland
? The kinda feelin' that'll make me feel so real If I take you out on a date You'll feel real special and great So why don't we just formulate A plan
When I speak truth, everybody calls me Socrates I've got such a philosophy that everybody's watching me Looking at there wrist, shit everybody's clocking me ahhh, there's no thrill
? Get the boot Actin' like Troop, he say he signed with a group He wrote for Babyface, did songs, toured with Snoop Lyin' to you to get thrilled Droppin
the plan Turn me in for a brand new mechanical man Hope he will recreate the thrill Take your body by the hand Shake your soul awake Hope he will recreate the thrill
can do the job When you're in town Later on We'll conspire As we dream by the fire To face unafraid The plans that we've made Walking in a winter
Boys, I've got the sign The pieces fit, the stars align Now the plan's unfurled We need the king The king of the whole damn world The punks on the street
was in love Now for three whole minutes I planned to talk Not now you all know I ain't never lied But in love or not, I planned to stop When the third
time One foot in front of the other I like to think things will all work out fine And follow along behind those One act play-things can give you a thrill
You don't care about winning but you don't wanna lose After the thrill is gone After the thrill is gone After the thrill is gone, ohh After the thrill