His eyes light up and I melt within Feels so good it must be a sin I can't stop what I started, I'm givin' in He brings life to my fantasies Sparks
I need, see how easy I am I need a guru, I need to chill I need a Mercedes 280SL, yeah, That'll fix it, I'll be complete I need a, I need, I need a That
the microphone in hand as that I am a professional Speak my knowledge to the crowd and the ed is special I am the one and I am the master I am the king
Company Flow, fuck please Bitch put away the fuckin piteous punchlines Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my design I don't try to be different I am
full of people's faces Within the light of change I pulled away My life, shows that no man is an island I've exchanged the piece of life, I couldn't wait
life is a cage but on stage I'm free hyped up syched up ready for wil'in' standing in a crowd of girls like an island I see the one I wanna sic come
on my soul Now I see you're a tres, tres goddamn charmer An actress is taught to be cool BUT Who am I trying to fool? Paperman I'd like to toast
we should turn the United States Marines lose On that little island south of Florida an' stop that problem I am preachin' love, I am
good is what's new But now we move off with Uncle's with a trail-crate of cooler I'm from the island, the island I'm from is the strong island MC's
I love your eyes, George I love your beard, George I love your size, George But most, George, of all But most of all I love your painting I think I'm
mine tonight I see in my imagination The place I want to go An island far away Waking up from my crazy daydream Brew in my hand, hey, where am I? Can
I?m free Hyped up, psyched up, ready for wilin? Standing in a crowd of girls like an island I see the one I wanna sic come here cutie I flip 'em around and then I
cinnamon His eyes light up and I melt within Feels so good it must be a sin I can't stop what I started I'm giving in He brings life to my fantasies
in the east Life at work gettin high at my beach I'm a lit cannon you bitch rappers I split atoms And I came like I made the same shit happen Huggin
more peaceful Than how I felt when we weren't speaking. Feels I didn't cop to what I did. I can't love you 'cause we're supposed to have professional boundaries. I
for the night life Losing my taste for the night life Losing my taste for the night life Now I feel like an island A man in a whorehouse And I'm back again I
and I So elevate I to the third and even that s*** seems absurd And your thoughts leave you third isolated No man is an island but I often feel alone