Oo-oo-ooh, yea-ah. Wo-yoy! Wo-yoy! Wo-yoy! Wo-yoy-yoy-yoy! Feel it in the one drop; And we'll still find time to rap; We're makin' the one stop, The generation
Everybody in the club in the heat Pussy get to poppin' when we holdin' the beat Bitches throwin' up, they posin' hands Ass keep poppin' out these female
The world is dyin' the world is cryin' World goes blind while the boy is lying The house is burnin the children mourning their father's death While world
Joey time, report to the dancefloor. Hey this is the bounce where we talkin about. Make the babys go HEY , and the mammies go OOW Everybody know it when
Word up! It's just a little somethin to tide you over, word up The "KRStyle" album comin soon, KRS-One all in the room We gonna bounce these cats this
My Mazeradi and Ferrari like to chill with my Mercedes See my Bentley, what I got when my two Phantoms had a baby I'm not crazy, why you lazy? I get so
[Chorus]: Drop, Drop Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop, She rode that dick like a soldier, She rode
Straw can bury us We can carry the hay But straws can break Like the reasons for my behavior Straws mend And straws bend And dry ones catch like A secret
Hotel hobbies padding dawns hollow corridors A typewriter cackles out a stream of memories Drying out a conscience, evicting a nightmare Opening the doors
Madman! He squats on my shoulder with icy paws and poison claws. Paranoise, annoys, destroys his toys and tries to fix them. But his world is made of
Por que sera que cuando entrego el corazon Me lo lastimo sin razon Por que sera que cuando amo de verdad Alguien me viene a lastimar Y va sembrando em
I feel like A drop in The ocean Just a ripple On expanding seas If the shoe fits I swear it I will wear it By this shining stiletto I do decree I'm half
AH unexpected, sight, wide AH hard, solid, pick-up Throw, skip AH shucks, expectations, difference AH about five times fly Throw, skip AH world, wide
I touch the tongue to see A devil's face in front of me You blow your nose and cry The clown demands a sad good-bye A sad good-bye. Black below the tree
All the days are short, and the nights are cold; We all need support, the right one to hold. Come on over here, I'll tell you a tale. There's nothing
Alright Yeah Look at all the people, livin' on the street It don't seem they got nothin' to eat Children play with guns and they ain't toys What will
I like the way you freckle I like way you peel I love to see your hair in a mess It?s been a long September It?s gonna be a longer winter Let me help
One rain drop fallin' down on Some hilltop all alone it Finds another and together They roll on down One mornin' then another Discovering one another