there We won't let you down The phantoms of the underground Running with the boss sound Running with the boss sound Running with the boss sound Racing wild
city rub squishy touch and theme tags Not a dollar to loose Man let me hollar at you Never head wobble with fool Tomorrow was cruel to flock on the moon
before Yeah, now what's the matter with you, baby? Baby, what's the matter now? What's the matter, you're running in the shadows Every time you hear the wild man
And in every game we played we knew we had it made Like no other time before I was just a man, you were still a child Two hearts that were running wild
Bitch Brick City, yo Yo, yo Funk Doc straight lunatic since young At 8 paint chips the rare moon That pair mics, my maintenance I battle you and then
this (Under a raging moon) For this moment I was born for it (Under a raging moon) Under a raging moon We were flying there Under a raging moon We saw
of mine You just want to stand and watch me Watch me blow my mind Sun comes up and the moon goes down, I'm running wild, on the town, Like a boozer, yeah! Man
When we knock on your door You know we love 'em and leave 'em Begging for more Hidin' in the alley Running from the law man's noose There's a full moon
ride a painted pony wild To run the gauntlet of the Sioux, to make a chieftain's daughter mine And now you ask that I should watch The red man's race
and the horse soldiers are comin' And I think it's time I strung my bow and ceased my senseless running For now I'll find the yellow moon along with my
man Dressed in cloud face minstrels in the sky The moon's my mammy The storm holds my eye Dressed in westerlies [? ] Robed by robes ol' man river knows
in the weeds Waiting for the summer rain to fall upon the Wild birds scattering the seeds Answering the calling of the tide's eternal tune The phases of the moon
m a Dolo nigga, you a Polo nigga I'm an Uptown shopper, you a Soho nigga Westside highway running, homo nigga [LL Cool J] (Method Man) I'm the sultan
never left the ghetto It's a damn shame, knowing it's a man's game Shorty thinks it's time to make ya plans change All that running round trying to chase
youthful king And that beat Stands all alone you see Between us And black eternity And though death is surely Each man's fate Until that time Let each man
, what's the matter with you baby Baby, what's the matter now Tell me what's the matter you running in the shadows Every time you hear the wild man howl