Fun! (Album)-K-OS

Fun! (Album) - K-OS Yee Drop that beat We don’t play Get back Open the gate, dominate, pushing my own weight Feeling vega omega Was born in cassette tapes In '88, hip-hop took control Back then when my girlfriend's name was Nicole Rest in peace, her soul We had fun, I think back, child prodigy gifted in black Freestylin’, we wailing, banging on tables I still have fun My trio Run, Dee, and Fable Livin’ on cable, livin’ on TV screens, Internet, DVD What does this all mean? My life is like a dream, but inside I wanna scream ‘Cause when I wear my sneakers ‘n’ jeans I feel seventeen My momma says “get the cream” But hazardous money schemes To desecrate the art, And navigate my heart, And delegate the sparks and admit When the pen hits the paper from the spy’s quarry And water vapor originator I’ve been here since it started I’ve walked a thousand miles I’m here to beg your pardon To do a thousand smiles And when the day is over I hope your will is done I hope you’re dancing over I hope you’re having fun Yo Look at the crowd they're jjgglin’ Everyone’s mingling Hip-hop bringing people together Tougher than leather, like Run DMC It’s time to show up, blow up like TNT Or stay down, like a nomad wearing a crown I ricochet my vocabulary to slay the fake Make no mistake, we know who you are Fake rock stars hiding behind guitars I’ve been here since it started I’ve walked a thousand miles I’m here to beg your pardon To do a thousand smiles And when the day is over I hope your will is done I hope you’re dancing over I hope you’re having fun X2 C’mon No doubt, I’m in it to win it Been making moves since the womb So let’s strut King Tut, out of the tomb A heart that glooms Try to pin me up to the boards But I check the city thoughts on the album like George Metropolis, no stoppin’ this Rock-rockin’ this, pop lockin’ this like Benzil Or that kid, Dat Porensol Used to chill with So Dead as a Misfit Grip the microphone; I’m too legit to quit I bit my style from angels on the night shift Like who shines so d**e but still gives It just becomes a curse when evil height gets Into the mental path Used to be arts and crafts, now it be charts and graphs Mathematical man’s such a pity When you switch up your diddy, trying to fool Gotham city Is you with me, is you with me? It’s fly or die, so get live tonight Can you feel the sick? Run the city Is you with me, is you with me? I said it’s fly or die so get live tonight And show love to your Gotham city (LJ) Three boys in a car, coastin’ Three girls on the stars, toastin’ There’s just one King and he don’t wear rings So let’s stop the bragging and boastin’ (It’s like) Three boys in a car, coastin’ Three girls on the stars, toastin’ There’s just one King and he don’t wear rings So let’s stop the bragging and boastin’