out Man, them other niggas, y'all ain't did nothin' K is for the way Mr. Mixx be cuttin' Rockin' on 'till the break of dawn We gettin' cold money; this
make sure you bring a rubber with you! When you're with a hoe and you wanna get freaky This is the spot when you're low on money Pick her ass up when it's after dawn
oh-oh-wo After the love After the love After the love is gone Eternal Eter-nal After the love is gone After the love After the love is gone
turn back into stone I doooo... (I doo...) love yoooou... (love yoooou...) It's true.... (It's true...) Fire...climbing... We ignore the angels' call! They were warnings after
to roll (It's high time) At the after party, it?s a private party What happens at the party, stays at the party (Blue sky) Girl go on and party, back
and my posse's kicking up dust It's on till the break of dawn and we're starting this party from dusk Ok, let's go Back when Andre, the giant, mister
done, trying to be a good father to your only son But now who's gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead? Tell me who
[Intro: Killah Priest] Uh.. Black August Good Morning America It's Killah Priest back at ya I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh Priesthood, Big U in the
priest] In my location is where they run the operation You either stuck or getting bucked by the train station Word is bond if beyond after dawn, they
hustlas collect rocks and straight rolls Welcome home motherfuckers you're back again Into the den of inequity the life of sin Where after the after
so right as the night of your favorite thing conversation and laughter and the night after and the night after damn I like hafta see you now it's worth
' Backstage whisperin' to management like "Change the order, it's no way that we can rock after them" My man sport the 'fro like "What's Happenin?" From the latest hiatus, The Roots back
said, "let there be a light," and there was light And the breeze (? ), like that kid who made "i-ight" But men took mad dominion, over men Hard bondage with backs
correlate as to my release date A nine-seven slate, new york state will have to check me It's been some time since the break of the dawn The genre has
with the waist cut off, I wanna smash that (ohh, can you believe it?) Party ran pack, mingling baby, and I can LL shake, you jingling baby? Back your
me(trust in me), tell me all your thoughts ma'(thoughts ma'). Do you wanna roll(roll) and, chill back at da spot Chillin after dark(dark), Why?... You
March, march, march, march Boomdizzle, baby Way back in 1776 Who would have thought we would have had these chicks Sum kinda slim and some extra thick