I like the feelin' I get When I'm ridin' in a jet Say I'm goin' places I like the feelin' I get When I'm ridin' in a jet Say I'm goin' places I want
cruisin' down, better step inside Ain't enough room to fit you all in the ride First come, first served basis You know hoe be goin' to nice places That
enter in your kiss Nigga save me, suck my what? I'll kill your babies nigga So the wicked was the corner place, dweller place Never gon' eat that, eat
for car races Check my sky, tell I got five pages CHORUS [Verse 2] Yo hit Lousiana, then Atlanta, Indiana Forget a city slicker got country grammar Aiyyo we goin places
MESSAGE] [Verse Three: Common] Keep the music alive The good and the strong survive I closed my eyes and imagined I was 'Jackson Five' Randy and Michael goin
look what you did, let me enter in your kiss Nigga save me, suck my what? I'll kill your babies nigga So the wicked was the corner place, dweller place
That's been ridin' and supportin' Little Brother For the past five, six years Also wanna thank all them hatin' muh'fuckers That's been downin' us for the past five
races Check my sky, tell I got five pages [CHORUS] [Verse 2:] Yo hit Lousiana, then Atlanta, Indiana Forget a city slicker got country grammar Aiyyo we goin places
