Took a trip on a bus that I did not know
Met a girl selling drinks at the disco
Said you would come back when you let it go
Seems I forget it cause it is really so simple
Walking down Young Street on a Friday
Can´t follow them, have got to do it my way
No fast lanes, still on the highway
Moving in & out no doubt it is the right day
Chorus:
No time to get down ´cause I am moving up
No time to get down ´cause I am moving up
No time to get down ´cause I am moving up, ah-ah
Take out the crabs in the bucket
(repeat)
It is like flies on the wind screen writing on walls
Square these clones claim they are having a ball
Blaming themselves just before last fall
Tic-a-tic-a-toc, tic-a-tic-a-toc
Clock strikes twelve, clock strikes one
Smoking Gun put these fools on the run
I know it isn´t that simple, I know it isn´t that hard
Chorus
(Rap)
Yea, I heard ya, man, I am going to check you off
Yea, it is a connection, fit in the microphone flit
I take it higher like a bird on a wire
It is higher, the fire, I never ´cause I am just movin´
on up
Cruisin´ the touch the unseen cravin´ the clutch
The most inevitable legible pyromania
Slayin´ the devil & sending them back to
Transylvania
Strangely enough I uphold that side as ghetto
From my heavy metal ? of the puppets like a pedal
Damn if mirrors were created by sand
Then I am looking in the water for reflections of man
Understand the minds above time when it is empty
MC tragically hip ahead by a century
Chorus
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