Keep on, keepinand' onmc lyte f. xscapealbum: sunset park soundtrackb-boy, where the f-- you atiand've been looking for your ass since a quarter pasthot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supperbefore i make you suffer, thatand's when you had enoughand'ocan i get hot when you hit the jack potsurely i can if youand're the mani get luscioand' nand' produce lots of amounts of juicecan you get used to that or do you need a boostof energy to enter me and get it onyouand're getting warmi can feel you getting closernow baby down, thatand's my mosseryou better believeitand's time to get the toast of the woman of the decadetoo bad to be played, get vexingiand'm bound to throw shades all over your bodywhose body, your bodyi can rock a party like nobodyleave in time and take home the lootchoosy about who i let knock my bootnow let me take a sight to your love in a lightlife ainand't all that and'nless youand're doing it right1-keep on keep-keepinand' on cause you came and you changed my world your loveand's so brand new keep on keep-keepinand' on doing it right right rightbeware of the stare when i step in the pieceiand'm coming peace, but i got shit in need to be releasednow who from the chosen shall i chooseyeah, now you wish you was in his shoesi found me a new nigger this yearthat knows how to handle this herenow i look forward to going home at nightbrother does me right under the candlelightracks upon my back, can i handle all of thatoh yes, i can, can i, why notif i wanna, yes i can canmore honey than a bumble bee-hoppulling sixty nine ways out my o-copsweet like liqour and sugar from my burgerjuicy like hassey or vernasseei got the shit to make your ass right at back, checkcause like i said i ainand't afraid of the sweatbeat on my drum if you feel the need toas i proceed to open up and feed youi got along and i put you way you wanna beven aqui and i get rid of all company(repeat 1)many have tried to strict regulationslazy motherf-- get put on probationthose that didnand't perform well, they gets no endswhen they ringa-ring my bellyouand're playing with my timetrying to jerk me, hurt me then desert meyou better work me while you got the opportunityto be in the mist of the l-y-t-eonly the strong survive, only the wise excelwent sad bummer born in hellonly the lonely die slowlyleft all alone trying to control meeazy-duz-it never asked how was itnever speak my info of my sheet in the streetcause that ainand't cool and that ainand't cuteto talk about who knocked a boot on a video shootbut itand's all good thoughyou gotta get it when youand're born insideyou pray, make your movinghype up on it, itand's naturalnever be ashamed, f-- the fameget the name and kick the game(rpt 1, 1, 1..)source: kirill grouchnikov c1272122@techst02.technion.ac.il
