.............we kept on running..............
The mothership is cruising....I've got it on automatic pilot.
A brotha gets no respect....winning? losing?....the jury is still out...it's automatic...they think I'm foul with it.
But a brotha gets to inspect the apparatus....finally figured the cipher out.
Knowing anotha will check the status....like Mike Vick we're back with this..they've got to figure that I'm going all out!!!
Or they'll pull the trigger....ear shattering gunshots exploded...it's out of control.
Getting over the stigma....scattered thoughts collected..now I'm ready to roll.
Crowds scattering...we're rolling up like Delta Force....with a small army.
Drums shattering windows....the Oldsmobile Delta 88 is on course...rolling through the community.
Diplomatic Immunity in full effect... after dealing with the joy and pain.
Frankie Beverly said it!! how will the weather be? Al Roker said it would it rain.
Meanwhile a foul joker introduces pain....I span the globe to give a warning.
Sunshine and rain....plus glaciers melt...Al Gore mentioned global warning.
In some lives its storming!!! thunder and lightning....but the Natural Light we bring.
The mothership is set on automatic pilot how did the style get? please....we're rolling.
Hip hop soul we bring....plus funk,jazz and rock.
Please....it's on cruise control... automatic pilot....when we roll down the block.
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