We?re gonna party Let?s get it started Let loose make some noise Free your mind. You can?t deny it Don?t try to fight it It?s just the time To get down
endlos, so tief in mir ist diese kA¤lte nur noch ein gefühl von dir trauer zerfrist mich die sehnsucht hA¤lt mich fest der augenblick der sich nie
all about If it had not been for Lorraine I'd have left here long ago I should have been a musician I love the piano She's so light, she's so free I
lovers from a far away land Build a new life with two hard working hands They'll pay any price so their family Can live in the land of the free Have
bitches Oh, I know you can I know you that's why we gonna do it Daz on the beat Hey Daz, nigga stop fuckin' around with the piano nigga Just drop that
you're dirty, then go take a bath And doowutchyalike Stetsasonics, adjust for the hip hop fans And since we're not your average everyday rap band Yo, Piano
in my absence you feel the presence, exactly I make contact for sure the emcee Me and mine we don't just get by We get free and that's ready [Mos -- nigga
s feeding on in the possible She blushes as I kept splashing her compliments Polite thank yous is all around she crush the mints Developments, smooth keys from the piano
inside of me Never try to be something you not- and don't lie to me Ebony and ivory Keys on my piano playin' Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm
a cigarette And what it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving the peace sign I'm free
I do when you said we were through You've left a wound time can't erase [ piano - steel ] Tell me dear are you satisfied to be foot loose and fancy free
(Glory hallujah we are marching on as we sing this song and it won't be long The man of Galilee will set us everyone free so get in the gloryland march
, damn fools, Stak hard on ya too We ain't gone play with this shit, same label and shit Like brothers, different mothers, but we twins in this shit Like piano
stages I take care of adults Send 20 thousand grants to kids all ages 10 Grand pianos, my TV show's The Sopranos 800 Acres of free land With a custom
Swing past us, scoop up your daughter She wanna roll wit' a thug that rap, you do the math He won't blast 'til my stacks in order Man, lemme get 'em Free
him When he kicked old Buddha's gong And now he's poppin' the piano just to raise the price Of a ticket to the land of the free Well, he says his home
braces didn't work at all They say the clothes I wear are all out of fashion I don't fit in and should be shopping at a different mall I studied classical piano
cello is burnt pictures of babies are covered with dirt elbows are bleeding the sneakers have holes decaying rooftops have decaying goals throw it away set yourself free
