"You cannot hide now I'll find you somehow Together we can find new ways to...
A-plus: I started writin' rhymes in 1982, i was 8 My only brother used to...
Left some food wrapped up In a plastic bag On the kitchen table Way too...
We're on the way up I don't want to stop We're goin' to the top...
Chorus I say boot up or shut up Nigga get yo life lit up Yeah...
'twas tea-time at the circus: king jimi, he was there...
She's got friends in high places, her picture's in vogue...
It's the final throw The final blow Break or bust...
(brooker / reid) Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle In a swirling...
I know if i'd been wiser this would never have...
It seems as clear as yesterday We saw it in...
They seek us in this unquiet zone They chase us...
(brooker / reid) 'all hands on deck, we've run afloat!'...
While horsemen ride across the green And snow white still...
Simple sister Got whooping cough Have to burn her toys...