This is a journey into sound.
This is a journey into sound.
A journey which along the way will bring to you new color, new dimension, new value.
This is a first step.
With all is ready, I throw this switch.
Gosh, the music just turns me on.
Thinking of a master plan.
Daff with the record. Daff with the record.
Thinking of a master plan.
Daff with the record. Daff with the record.
Thinking of a master plan.
This ain't nothing but sweat inside my hands.
So I dig it to my pocket all my money spent.
So I could devote, still coming up with links.
So I start my mission, leave my residence.
Thinking how I could get some dead presidents. I need money.
I used to be a stick up kid.
So I think of all the devious things I did.
I used to roll up. This is a whole up.
Ain't nothing funny. Stopped my life.
Still don't nothing move but the money.
But now I learned to earn cause I'm righteous.
I feel great. So maybe I might just search for a nine to five.
If I strive, then maybe I'll stay alive.
So I walk up the street whistling this.
Feeling out of place cause man do I miss.
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape.
Me and Eric being a nice big plate of this.
Which is my favorite dish.
But without no money it's still a wish.
Cause I don't like the dream about getting paid.
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made.
So now to test see if I got pulled.
Hit the studio cause I'm paid for.
One, two, three.
And my choice.
Even London crew.
Cup up the volume, cup up the volume.
Wait a minute you better talk to my mother.
Okay.
One, two, three.
Step with the record.
Step with the record.
It's so fresh.
