burst Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh!" You're gunna leave 'em goin "Oh, oh, oh!" Boom, boom, boom Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon Boom, boom, boom
let your colors burst Make 'em go, oh, oh, oh You're gonna leave 'em falling down Boom, boom, boom Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon Boom, boom, boom
I'm just another ghetto boy Single parent upbringing, mama's pride and joy Dad died 'fore I got a chance to meet that dude So I was raised in the hood
burst Make 'em go, "Oh, oh, oh" You're gonna leave 'em going, "Oh, oh, oh" Boom, boom, boom Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon Boom, boom, boom
" resting A-Xin Deranged the one day thought was about to change (Sonja Blade) Roll with those who hold bottles A whole lot of follows cause they know dough And think you a
with me niggaz, boom boom And Jay Z Boom boom boom boom What the fuck? Boom boom boom boom Watch me Jigga man ya heard boom boom boom Brooklyn ya heard boom boom
a long time This is the time It's been a long time Says Wu-Tang had the chance to shine It's been a long time It's been a long time It's been a long
man, I can't stand a fuckin bitin ass nigga Wanna use your lines all ahead of time Word Before you even get a chance, to shine on your own shit True
Come on, let your colors burst Make 'em go, oh You're gonna leave 'em falling down Boom, boom, boom Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon Boom, boom, boom
this down, here's the sound I battle at a party when I touch the mic Saw a kid make a face like Foxxx wasn't hype Kut Terror threw a scratch then I
shine in the moonlight Give me one chance to show that ass what ya man ain't doin' right It's a hundred percent chance, mami Leave with me, I'm in them
a minute Give a check on two then I'm ready to begin it With a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkies Give a fat shout out to the phunk junkeez Striken like a
that she gwan When a big tune a play pon the dance-hall set Selector rewind every chance dem get The rhythm design fi she dance and sweat All when morning a shine
You need a cyclone wind on a stream engine howler That's been banging and booming and blowing forever That knows yer troubles a hundred times over You need a
that she gwan When a big tune a play pon the dance-hall set, selector rewind every chance dem get The rhythm design fi she dance and sweat, all when morning a shine
a think about romancing you But my man's tell me I ain't got a chance wit'chu What a nigga gotta do to get a dance wit'chu Get dipped, take trips, fly
keep in a little silver frame It's how I gave my company a name, Reminding me how very far I came! I was a maker of the silhouettes Who made a small
neck, shine in the moonlight Give me one chance to show that ass what ya man ain't doin right It's a hundred percent chance mami, what Leave with me
