k-os - FUN!

yee|drop that beat|we dont play|get back|Open the gate,dominate,pushing my own weight|Feelin vega omega was born in cassette tapes|In '88, hip-hop took control, back than 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 wildin banging on tables|I still have FUN, my trio Run, Dee, and Fable|Livin on cable, livin on T.V. screens, internet, dvd, what is this all mean?|My life is like a dream but inside i wanna scream cuz when i wear my sneakers n jeans i feel seventeen|My momma says get the C.R.E.A.M, but hazard this money scheme|To desecrate the art, and now i gave my heart, and delegate the sparks and admit|When the pen hits the paper from despise squairy and water vapor originator|CHORUS|Ive been here since it started|Ive walked a thousand miles|Im here to beg your pardon|To do a thousand smiles|And when the day is over|I hope your will is done|I hope your dancing over|I hope your having FUN|YO!|Look at the crowd they're jinglin|Everyones mingling|Hip-hop bringing people together|Tougher than leather, like Run-d.m.c|Its time to show up, blow up like t-n-t|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|CHORUS|Ive been here since it started|Ive walked a thousand miles|Im here to beg your pardon|To do a thousand smiles|And when the day is over|I hope your will is done|I hope your dancing over|I hope your having FUN!|(Outro)|No doubt im in it to win it|Been makin moves since the womb|Solar strut, King Tut out the tomb|Hot begoons, 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 use to chill with so dead as a misfit|Grip, the microphone im too legit to quit|I bit my style from angels on the night shift|Like who shines so dope but still gives|It just becomes a curse when evil height gets|Into the mental path, use to be arts and crafts now its shots and graphs|Math-matical, man's such a pity|When you switch up your dity, try to fool Gathom city|Is you with me, is you with me|Its 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 its fly or die so get live tonight|Or show love to your Gotham city|L.J.|Three boys in a car coastin|Three girls on the stars postin|Theres just one king and he dont wear wings|So lets stop the braggin and bostin|Its like|Three boys in a car coastin|Three girls on the stars postin|Theres just one king and he dont wear wings|So lets stop the braggin and bostin|

Written by:
JASPER GAHUNIA, KEVIN D BRERETON, RUSSELL D KLYNE, KEVIN DERON BRERETON, JASPER JAMES GAHUNIA, RUSSELL KLYNE

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Anthem Entertainment

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