earth, bless the cheese blind Sippin' on fine wine, the power of the blacks refined (Raining) Divine Waiting on these raw teats takes too long It's like waiting
lord miss-ah-robin say you no-oh-fi-chat Ah-when you a-chat me say ya knot on bark Ah wha gwan chubb, yes a gwan chubb, hmmm [chubb rock] Last summer
thing as too much school Not to mention lean taught me how to play the piano and then Every summer I was out in South Ben Grand pops a bartender at
us and said, "We got this show and want you to close us" Ghostface and Brother Ali, Rakim with a band, It's so tough We couldn't wait to see Rakim rock
Dipset, Killa, Street's what it is I done stopped and styled hummers, rock for wild summers The nerve in me, these courtesy of Crocodile Hunter (That
losing weight I'm back on these highways moving cakes Life's based upon what I'ma do today Cop a car, new estate Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue
by the motherfuckin cops Bootch look hard but the bitch is a fraud Don't like to see me ball, want me to go rock a rock Move around bitch, you need to
the day came when I'd scar consortiums, I'd lay waiting, train stations and parks my audience, Before we had our beats made, before we had a DJ, We'd rock
' all summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer long Singing 'Sweet Home Alabama' all summer
When I was a little bitty baby My mama done rock me in the cradle In them old cotton fields back home It was back in Louisiana Just about a mile from
Hey, Kool-Aid and frozen pizza It's a work of art, I ain't talking Mona Lisa Dream of rocking crowds See me filling up arenas This weed got me laughing
break of dawn Load the rocket, and shock it and rock it till you drop Do the bump to the bump and don't stop You do rock it rock it rock it don't stop
wuk it, baby) Why, oh why, oh why (Keep me waiting) Hy, hy, hy, hy, hyperventilating Tek yuh time, join deh line fi knock me door Rock mi body, till u can rock
hair, I'm a millionaire And I keep only good thoughts in But I feel negative, and my life is so rough And I'm waiting for my call back like I'm Waiting
, I had a fender We were thirteen years of age Out back in the tool shed We were searching for a sound Every day all through that summer We'd rock 'n'
Headin' out to San Francisco For the Labor Day weekend show I've got my Hush-Puppies on I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll And honey
On this earth I will stand on rocks and sand Waiting for sympathy and day's end To winter, spring and summer I swear there is no other you, this is for
Maybe we can build a new world baby, we know there's so much more Now you studied your histroy, it's not a mystery so what are we waiting for I know it