All the way to the top Love you with a sense of purpose Such a sense of purpose Love you with a sense of purpose Such a sense of purpose You hanging
building itch, to chill and itch For the future, the new world order I'm showing you that I will be ordering itch Inside the new world, doing what I got
on Indian carpet Come on, uh Niggas act retarded While they dance on Indian carpet Come on Mag spit with a sense of purpose on purpose When you was
supply any whim that its wealthy clients might express, Well let them supply me an Exocet missile and a starving Third World child And I'll tell them
darkened I felt a power surge rush throughout my apartment And the glance callin like [Chorus] (Magoo) Mag spit with a sense of purpose on purpose
stabilise world economy. The purchase of further Exocets and the development of nuclear potential Should do much for world economy, but very little for world
to stabilise world economy. The purchase of further Exocets and the development of nuclear potential Should do much for world economy, but very little for world
to chill and itch For the future, the new world order I'm showing you that I will be ordering itch Inside the new world, doing what I got to do to make
hallway darkened I felt a power surge rush throughout my apartment And the glance callin like [Chorus] [Magoo] Mag spit with a sense of purpose on purpose
you this time When you wake up from almost letting go Third try, still in the game We let you live and learn But it makes no sense to me A speck of dirt
