Lyrics
Thank God for the day
Let the sunshine bright
The children will play
Come alive at night
But I won't stay unless
The paper bag sound right so please don't play
We so live right now
Tennishu shit so you know how I git down
High sky walker never eva comin' down
DJ Harrison my next of kin and we from Butcher Brown
Always out of town
World Tour for the masses
Hit the sage hit the stage finna play the classics
These udder niggaz flaccid
My shit burn like acid
Just like the first time so just unwrap the plastic
I promise I am not blasted
But the lyrics were made wit precision hand crafted
The clown shit is getting' unmasked so
No fakin'
No crocodile tears
The right situation can expose all the fears
Break yo fuckin' neck for a new pack of beers
But methods to flip the money not some shit you tryna hear
So off the road I veer
Legs shakin' like Bambi oh my dear
Lames sweeter than candied yams
And they clam up while I'm steady watching from the pier
Yo what is this?
Ima just mind my business
Get the business poppin' the only option
Now it ain't now stoppin'
Not even when the record droppin'
Not until the whole world coppin'
Every dance floor straight poppin'
Roof panel rockin'
Whole beat knockin'
Just like opportunity
We need some mo peace, love, hair grease and unity
It's special what this shit do to me
They attitude ain't nutin' new to me
These tunes but you looney if yo ass hatin'
Step back
This is greatness in the makin' we creatin'