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[In Arabic]
Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim [Translation:] In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Compassionate [Malcolm X] "You're living at a time of extremism, a time of revolution a time where there's got to be a change. People in power have misused it and now there has to be a change and a better world has to be built and the only way is going to be built is with extreme methods and I for one will join with anyone, don't care what color you are as long as you want change this miserable condition that exists on this earth." [Mos Def] Ecstatic Ecstatic, ecstatic Classic Flow Super magic, black origin, freshly out of dopeness Definitely out of dopeness, sketch another opus Knock off your set, Brooklyn, we keep 'em open The heavens expand the stars advance feel the boogieman Mojo hand healing power like Bang Snap, I rebuke these snitches We know the truth, you can't confuse me, bitches Great name, greater than all your riches Yah Dante Flaco Bey that's the business Repeat, I rebuke these snitches We know the truth, you can't confuse me, bitches Strong magic that bust all your wishes Cherokee Chief rock upon cha rock it don't stop And let's get Yes (background in Arabic: Mashallah Translation: As Allah has willed) You're now rockin' with the Def Lararara Oh Oh Oh Oh It's like heartbeat, you make me feel So... REAL Super magic, black origin, freshly out of dopeness Definitely out of dopeness, sketch another opus Knock off your set, Brooklyn we keep 'em open Again again Super magic, black origin, freshly out of dopeness Definitely out of dopeness, sketch another opus Knock off your set, come close and get 'em open Get it here, let it go! Ectasy The heavens expand the stars advance feel the boogieman Nice! Magic! |
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Have fun y'all
Have fun y'all The city breathing all down your neck Bad news and good dough special effects And reality's teeth Bright, black, sicker than deep Who ain't shy of the pain? Who ain't shy of the pleasure just the same? Life is a game I heard the homie say Well I came to win so I'm not here to play Have fun (Get it, get it) Don't stop Ecstatic Fantastic Wild People Bad news and good dough Powder, potion, pills, smoke Baby, how you trying to go? Duro o dulce, fast or slow? Yay, no? It's OK you can have it your way love It ain't all good but baby I'm cool Feeling great, feeling good how are you? 10% Condition, 90% response Survival mathematics the number mad song Old dads drop the jewels so pure When the times get raw, there's something I recall Sometimes I don't remember it at all And it gets stormed by the weather with no umbrella Sky release pressure and the ground get wetter My outfit f'd up Could'a looked fresher But guess what? The hell with parade day rain Tsunami and sunshine a vomit is the same Life is a game I heard the homie say Well I came to win Dante Get it get it Bey! Get it get it Brooklyn Get it get it Ecstatic Don't Stop E'day People Bad news and good dough Powder, potion, pills, smoke Baby, how you trying to go? Duro o dulce, fast or slow? Yay, no? It's OK you can have it your way love Nasty times, but baby I'm cool Feeling great, feeling good Ey'day Every day Having a good time Every day Having a good time Every day Bey! Having a good time every day That's cool... |
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[Intro: Mos Def]
Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, power Mad Liberator, Def Operator Rock the data, amazing flavor [Verse: Mos Def] Yo, the way I feel, sometime it's too hard to sit still Things are so passionate, times are so real Sometimes I try to chill, mellow down, blowin' smoke Smile on my face but it's really no joke You feel it in the street, the people breathe without hope They going through the motion, they dimming down the focus Their focus get cleared, then their light turn sharp And the eyes grow teary, the mind grow weary I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya'll don't hear me I push it past the bass, no nations got to feel me I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake That I'm hardly ever asleep, my flow forever deep And it's volumes or scriptures when I breathe on the beat My presence speak volumes, before I say a word I'm everywhere penthouse, pavement, and curb Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell Universal, ghetto life, holla black, you know it well Quiet storm, vital form, pen pushed it right across Mind is a vital force, high level right across Shoulders, the lions raw voice is the siren I swing round, ring out, and bring down the tyrant Shocked a small act, could knock a giant lopsided The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fighting Suttins trying to hide, like the struggle won't find him And the sun bust through the clouds, to clearly remind him He's everywhere: penthouse, pavement, and curb Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell Universal, ghetto life, holla black, you know it well [Chorus: Mos Def and Slick Rick] What it is You know, they know What it is We know, ya'll know What it is Ecstatic, there it is Huh, what it is You know, we know What it is They know, ya'll know What it is You don't know? Here it is What it is You know, we know What it is They know, ya'll know What it is You don't know? Here it is [Ad lib: Mos Def] Peace, power, fantastic, original And always on time, and rocking your mind, it's like [Verse: Slick Rick] Sit and come relax, riddle of the Mack It's the patch, I'm a soldier in the middle of Iraq Well say about noonish, coming out the whip And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid (Awww) Carrying laundry, whats wrong G? Hungry? No, give me my oil, get fuck out my country In an Arabian market, other stuff Till his moms come grab him, and they walk off in a rush Distrust, bitter like I's pissed off on moon I'm like "Shorty, hope that we can fix our differences soon! Bye!" Buying apples, I'm breaking 'em Brooklyn take everything, why not just take the damn food Black bastard I don't understand it, on another planet? 15 months of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage? And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen Getting down on their Middle-Eastern instruments Realized trapped in this crap Walk over, kicked one of my fabulous raps (La-dee Da-dee) Arab jaws dropped, they well wished, they glad wrapped Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad [Mos Def and Slick Rick] What it is What it is [Chorus: Mos Def and Slick Rick] What it is You know, they know What it is We know, ya'll know What it is Ecstatic, there it is Huh, what it is You know, we know What it is They know, ya'll know What it is You don't know? Here it is What it is You know, we know What it is They know, ya'll know What it is You don't know? Here it is |
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In Arabic: La ilaha illallahl
Translation: There is no god but Allah When... all... is... said... and... done... there's... only... one Cash and carry legendary Sagitarri(us) style's wary And it's very necessary get it clearly Never scary barely worried bright and early Bald head straight or curly mundane other worldly No chain now the jewelry that jackers can't snatch The gingerbread the slave masters can't catch Blat! Now put your minds on that Get real or get back quit frontin and face facts The old timers say we're living in the final days Gun smoke young folks living any kind of way Gangster holiday greedy snakes and hideaways Meanwhile soldiers take it straight through their armor plates Crash hit the market gates marvels of the modern age Access is instant and treachery is commonplace I sense the dangers and I'm not afraid Because when all is said and done there's only ONE Man up playboy playing the game boy Pull back spectacular aim boy Say what you say boy whoever could make noise In wide range often the same voice Conduct an arrangement with definite language It's pure inspiration for these generations Speak true free love [? ] Because when all is said and done there's only ONE And the one can done so cool Schooling the young like Rev. Run ("whose house? ") Quote Pac tell 'em keep they heads up And when the pressure comes down press back and press up Fret not ghetto world guess what God is on your side the devil is a lie The Empire holds all the gold and the guns But when all is said and done there's only... In Arabic: La ilaha illallahl Translation: There is no god but Allah B.O.O.G.I.E.M.A.N |
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top priority
peace before everything god before anything love before anything real before everything home before anyplace shoot before anything style and state radiate love power slay the hate truth killer flakey face players say it to they face aint afraid to major striaght race at the table straight flow greatest like the greatest lakes capes all greatest states quiet water major waves steer the course make a way and come ashore on a greater day home grown from the greatest grain full flavor in the native strain now put that on your brainy brain full exposure to favorite slang minimal wage and major gangs yall seen them play the bait later night from day to day they came to play you came to stay get out the way Biotch sons buy heat rocks Brooklyn finest, preservation to beat-box friend or foe, poison or detox When we rock the people (...) priority peace before anything god before everything love before anything real before everything home before anyplace shoot before anything style and state radiate love power slay the hate priority |
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Speaking:
One thing I want to assure them, if they think I'm gonna change or compromise my attitude and my way of life or in my expression or in my goal towards politics they are making me stronger and i am much much stronger now. Check a blank to the boogie and up chuck a boogie to the rhythym of the boogie to be (x2) Their it go like simple and plainest primal and basic Zulu arrangement rockin' amazement flaco, radiating from heaven to pavement They Phony as a face-lift and nothing to play with spent time hating but that ain't changing it God give it to me no body is takin' it therefore, moving on the base of stimulus standing in the twilight and watching them get it in the walls, are trembling, the air, simmering she movin' like more than her ears are listenin' woah now! testin' your equilibrium sonic wave booming all over your intimate skin on skin and skin on skin again put it all, get it all, get on, get it then ladies and gentlemen, misters and mistresses cousins, uncle, auntie and synonym there it is, boogieman Hah! simmer down simmer down simmer down now simmer down now x3 quiet dog, bite hard, my god! So and the rocking don't stop Brooklyn in the kitchen heat up the stovetop Banging the empire state and navigating the way Your preservation make the greatest hip hop They cool dude swagger look terribly corny The flow so petty, unsteady, it’s boring These dudes ain't though, but they yawning They need to get off it So whack whack is all you can call it Therefore, moving on, and deaf to stimulus Regardless what zone or what town you represent A bulletin to all of your settlements Tower to tenement I mold you from all of the elements Now simmer down and manage your mayhem I'm bright as the A.M. And you're rock and roll out the station And blessed with the fresh from day one I got it today done We all going back to the same one This constant motivation I'll stay with Remarkable flavors That all bear the mark of the greatness Whoa now! The kid is from buck town Your girl is in love now You chumps gonna front and get shut down Shut! (sirens) simmer down simmer down simmer down now simmer down now x3 quiet dog, bite hard let's rock and you don't stop see you rock to the rhythm we don't stop so you maintain the rock and you don't stop you keep up the rock and you don't stop (the rock) maintain the rock and you don't stop (the rock) you keep up the rock and you don't stop (the rock) maintain the rock and you don't stop (the rock) You keep up the rock, Quiet dog bite hard, my god! |
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Bright moments...
Bright moments always come back Vivid. The 5th great was epic citywide test pressure The pre-crack era! Mr. Schollmen, what a prick, attitude matches wardrobe, uglier then sin. This is bed stuy 82'.. 9th floor 3 tiny rooms one view. Buck-town, Roosevelt house they green grass is green our green grass is brown. Shots rang my phone wasn't touchtone a heavy beef in the street ET had to flee grey heavens! good grief! hungry bellies! bright gold on they teeth! The windows on the Ave look like sad eyes they fix their sharp gaze on you when you pass by and if you dare to stand, you can see em cry you can watch em scowl feel them prowl wall and study every inch about you fast math measuring what you amount to The laughter, the screams! the numeral, the song of Psalms the book of dreams! ends don't meet where the arms can't reach mean streets even when its free it ain't cheap. on going saga, terminal diagnosis, basic survival requires super heroics. No space in the budget for a cake it's when you gotta fly by night to save the day crash-landings routinely happen some survive, others never rise from the ashes. watching asphalt and observing the Sabbath. creates an ecstatic and there you have it from teenage love praying in tongue strange fruit, batty boots and native drums from hence I come so here we go signs and wonders all along the road some lies open some lies close some stretchers role with no lies at all. some riders don't know what they riding for hands on the wheel and their mind is gone wherever you ride, whatever your name, this road called life is a beautiful thing And we are alive in amazing times delicate hearts, diabolical minds revelations, hatred, love and war. and more and more and more and more and more of less than ever before it's just too much more for your mind to absorb It's scary like hell, but there's no doubt we can't be alive in no time but... NOW!!! |
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Shatter, shatter
Believe when I tell you I never meant to break your heart May God pick up the pieces of dreams that fall apart Forgive me and forget me, make a brand new start Don't blink your eyes and say goodbye I know, you know, I know, you know that love is danger Criminal minded, gangster of love Charms in your arms, your gun is wild warm Worn, bang bang, shoot 'em up Tips in your clip, click clack, use 'em up Bad intentions and a very good shot X marks the spot where you cross the heart Candlelight vigil on my memory block Commemorate the date where the bomb got dropped Love, steady war no more Put your weapon away, quit collecting the slain She said, "You're right, I don't wanna fight I just like the fire and the flashing lights" Believe me when I tell you I never meant to break your heart May God pick up the pieces of dreams that fall apart Forgive me and forget me, make a brand new start Don't blink your eyes and say goodbye I know, you know that I know, you know that love is danger If you are to fall in love Then where should you stand to begin with? And when the falling's done How bad should you plan to get injured? And if you land on your feet Do it count as a fall or a jump? And do it feel like a fall when the hands that pushed you Were holding you up? Close encounter, got you wide open Heartache got your boom box going Music and vocals, lonely and soulful You're back in the scene where your sweet dreams are so true Believe me when I tell you I never meant to break your heart May God pick up the pieces of dreams that fall apart Forgive me and forget me, make a brand new start Don't blink your eyes and say goodbye Cause I know, you know that I know, you know what love is Cowboys and girls, oh baby I remember when we used to play Cowboys and girls, oh baby I remember when we used to play Cowboys and girls, oh baby I remember when we used to play Cowboys and girls, shoot 'em up, bang bang Shatter, shatter, cowboys and girls Shoot 'em up, bang bang We at the movies and you're a star, get down |
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Absolutely, Flaco!
Fresh and I'm fresh and my fresh just get fresher, Diamonds in production glow greater than the pressure, The none turn to some and the some turn to moire, The more tun to many and the many turn to all, Shoutin' on my nothing like it's nothing at all, To not knowin' what ya got til it got gone Same song, new time signature, New brand hustle with the long time arithmetic, Bey, from the preacher man, number man, understand Curves and sliders, overs and under-hands, Black Batman, knock 'em out the park, Pitch, quiet fire sniper not the one you tryna bow with, Block work when the block turn jobless, And triple beams ain't the best means to weigh your potions Smarts! Get smart with your smartness, Too busy surviving to argue 'bout Darwin, Darling! [Chorus] See me, huh, a pretty dancer Need sugar, win Ali, ? pretty dance See me do it, Ready, steady, step it out Big swing swing with bangers and thing thingers Soul glow zinging all over the ring finger Yo yo! Don't play me so close Make me tell you something that you ain't really ready to know Fight camp you was in top form, Fight night, damn you ain't breakin' popcorn Aw man word bond? Word is bond! Ultimatum Lights off, smelling salts, resuscitate 'em I don't underrate 'em son, I don't nothing-reate 'em, All I do is pop pop, frustrate 'em Exacerbate 'em, sharp shoot, lacerate 'em Steady hustle, shuffle shuffle, fascinate 'em Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest It's like a dove from up above [Chorus: x2] Skip, move Skip, move Skip, move Skip, move (Fly like a dove from up above) The greatest See me do it! Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest |
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Ground rules
I'll give you all the diamonds and money But you can't break my heart Cause that'll just get you fired And everybody needs a job Work is scarce competition is fierce Fonzi frontin' in the new leather like they don't care Word? Let's get you an award for that performance Winner in the category for the best boring Tell the tough guys we tougher than tough times And needles in the nerves to make the tighten up unwind One time, for locking out the light in your eyes You're searching for your perfect one Broken down from getting at all To take it however it comes Plain day you the specialist one Oh me oh my! I'll give you all the milk and the honey But you can't break my heart Cause that'll just get you fired Sloppy worker get your pay grade bust Work is scarce skilled working is rare Fonzi fronting at the job site Primpping up they hair Word? Well tell them only staff could drink they coffee Walking papers hit the office Sleep late tomorrow morning Tell the tough guys we're tougher than tough times And nerves don't snap when the clock touch crunch time That's right we're tougher than tough times From been narrow wind To the clock just unwind Fa sho' we tougher than tough times My proof don't need to lie My tighten up don't unwind Sunshine Lifting up the light in your eyes You're gazing at your perfect one Broken down from never at all To better than you could ever want Great day I know that you had to come Oh me oh my I'll give you all the diamonds and money But you can't break my heart Cause that'll just get you fired And you're doing such a beautiful job |
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Revelations, don't stop keep on
Sunshine, 'Ecstatic', flaco boogieman Standing in the sun, getting black as I want You playing good, man, that ain't backing me up Sky woke a baby, ain't no jackin' my hem I got a whole lot to say so I ain't talking to them I hear knees dropping, I turn it up louder Black freedom, black genius, black power Black ink for printing the black dollar Until I see C I A, I say now what? And C C is central bank Loose change, body slamming big money tanks We tell God thanks, ya'll tellin' us God don't rank That's why your breath stank, yuck Lay off the bacon and smokes Quit laying off the good working folks, quit the hoax And lay off the corny color jokes Con chilly populate the colors they won't Ya big dope, yuck Keep them out your face, keep 'em in your prayers Either that keep 'em in the cross hairs Better still keep a even dose of each 'Cause until you get justice you won't get Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace The gun shot say, ba, ba, da, day, ba, da, da Day, ba, da, da, da, da, da, day, ay They shout peace, peace, peace They shout peace, peace, peace The firefight lit, ba, ba, da, day, ba, da, da Day, ba, da, da, da, da, da, day, ay Rumors and rumors and rumors of war Can I get better, now what is that for? And more rumors and rumors and rumors of war Killers just killing now, what they kill for And more rumors and rumors and rumors of war Can I get better, now what is that for? And more rumors and rumors and rumors of war Revelations, don't stop, keep on |
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When I'm down, I just draw some roses
On a pretty piece of paper With my recipe open So halfway through, I feel so much better I imagine happiness, and it runs right to me, such amazing beauty You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven I have found, just the perfect feelin Finally cause I'm grateful I can feel your spirit, comin closer on me It is grand, just to be reminded Reminded of the good things Living in a new day, that no one can tear down You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven Yellow for friendship, red for love Black for the universal stars above Pink buds that I bought her on Valentine She said it was forever then she changed her mind I said a little prayer then I cleared my eyes Cause the [? ] Started off with a oget, natural poget I ain't Picasso but that ain't important Faith, smart dude never graduated high school Stay tuned I'm a show you how my art move Shape and dimension flow and extension Symmetry shade, blowin out the frame Sign off my name Dante when I'm finished Put it to your memory for permanent exhibit Love, hard work and it's worth every minute Abstract is still life real life kinetic I have found, just the perfect feelin Finally cause I'm grateful I can feel your spirit, comin closer on me It is grand, just to be reminded Reminded of the good things Living in a new day, that no one can tear down You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living When I'm down, I just draw some roses On a pretty piece of paper With my recipe open So almost through, I feel so much better I imagine happiness, and it ran right to me, such amazing beauty Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living |
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[Mos Def]
Kweli say, "Everybody act according to the season that they born in" Some are the night, some are the morning, some at noon Some in winter, some in June It's all cool, it's the natural The science is a jewel For me and mines, yours and you Let's move, tell you a little about mine, yo I was born in a season where the world was quiet and cold Celebrations were going on Some were happy, some were sad Some felt bad from being good Some felt good from being bad, feelings pass and change but they never leave, they here to stay Holiday, holiday, happy birthday Teenage love, the first cut run deep Soul on flesh, this is the Brooklyn streets Year of the Ox, seven and three M.D., the history (come on) Every soul got one indeed (yes) It's where you been and where you be And without understanding you cannot proceed Complete, the start then an end Then it just go round again... again [Talib Kweli and Mos Def] Again and again, brand new Again and again, so fresh Again and again, newness [Talib Kweli] I was born in the decade of decadence where they worship what they have Ford was president, do the math The war was ended when the North Vietnamese stormed the city of Saigon We was like "Bye", we was gone, let bygones be bygones I'm goin' spread love, it's the Brooklyn way Where the hug you with the firearm side arm Like new school clothes, Black Star official Smash when we do a show, it's facts, no mystery I'm down with the crew like Mussolini in Italy I rock with The Roots like the Given Tree Powerful, bigotry I work, me and my people got history These rappers dumb it down considerably We "Get it Poppin'" like a hit chorus The flow is historic, they can't get rid of us Ubiquitous and we lay the law like Leviticus Ten years ago we made history so they missing us [Mos Def] And don't call it come back in particular Even if it blend into ephemeral I fade into peripheral, Transition of the minister's original we're broadcast clear Without diminishing, Black Star, so tight Burning soul temperatures and ministers Alkalines aminos and minerals, essentials Served over Dilla time signatures It's miracle material, remember it's right now foreverness |
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Boogie Man
Magnetic, the flows are athletic Dimensions are perfected But the static and kinetic is power Past pressure, and mass beyond measure You can place son where ever, he "Don't stop" Magnetic, the flows are athletic Dimensions are perfected But the static and kinetic is power Past pressure, and mass beyond measure You can place son where ever, he Bed-Stuy "Boogie Man" Magnetic, the flows are athletic Dimensions are perfected But the static and kinetic is power Past pressure, and mass beyond measure You can place son where ever, he "Thank you and thank you very kindly" Magnetic, the flows are athletic Dimensions are perfected But the static and kinetic is power Past pressure, and mass beyond measure You can place son where ever, he Bed-Stuy forever The fresh, the author and associates are proud to present M-Def the Black, fantastic raw Dynamic, true Ecstatic, ghetto outstanding Classic active every place, I have The skill, power, passion, raise your red lantern Stanzas and anthems based on expansion A vantage point of the past, present and after Rapture, master of ceremony, a master craft Of the masterminds who craft masters Master and viber from Brooklyn Island Legendary asylum, Black Star shining Bedford-Stuyvesant isn't Strivers Flatbush blazing like it's smoke of the prophet And it's constant, my mother an artwork And God is the author, from Flaco to Archer We right on target, a ready steady responsive A black light white in the darkness, y'all just Are fantastic rawness, good morning, yes You are rocking with the fresh You are rocking with the fresh You are rocking with the Def With the, yes Hah, ye-hee-he's Right now on it always So shocking, never stopping Always keep the beat on popping Hah, ye-he-he-heee Ye-hee-he-hes Right now on it always Play on Adidas You know you can't stop my go You can't stop my go Born to be who I am (Been born to be who I am) Bright light from a distant star (Bright light from a distant star) Miracles, answered prayers (Miracles, answered prayers) Huh, all in together now You can't stop my go I've been born to be where I am A bright light from a distant star Miracles and answered prayers You can't stop my go I've been born to be where I am Mos light from a distant star Miracles and answered prayers Yes, ye-hee-hees Right now on it always So shocking, never stopping Always keep the beat on popping Hah, ye-he-he-heeees Hah, ye-he-heees Right now on it always Author and associates are proud to present Static rhythms of Boogie Man productions Don't stop the rock You don't, don't stop the rock You don't, don't stop the rock You don't, don't stop the rock You hear the people say "Don't stop" Don't stop the rock You don't, don't stop the rock You don't, don't stop the rock You don't, don't stop the rock You hear the people say "Don't stop" [Repeat x5] You can't stop my go I've been born to be where I am Bright light from a distant star Miracles "Don't stop" |
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