Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss, a singing smile Coffee smell and lilac skin, your flame in me Twenty-nine pearls in your kiss, a singing smile Coffee
You know parents are the same, no matter time nor place They don't understand that us kids are going to make some mistakes So to you, all the kids all
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in your bare feet He's got a tye dyed Rancid shirt Wears his birkenstocks to work Is he a jerk? No! Just confused Jeff don't wear regular shoes Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes Jeff
for a home cooked meal Right now I hate my life But love the way I write For real I think I seen my death Think I like bumming g's from Jeff Pockets on
After everything has settled down We can talk But for now Rock wit u (Ooaoh) There's so much you say without a sound When we're getting down Rock wit
I've seen streets, we're youth Are forced to take the long way home And I've seen mothers mourn The loss of there only born Still I believe, we are given
I hold it down I hold it down I hold it down I hold it down Aight, Staten Island, what up? Yeah, Long Island, what up? Come on Jazzy Jeff, y'all Philly
Masters at work Touch of jazz, collabo Take time to make time For all things work out so perfectly There is a place I often Close my eyes and drift off
Yo, just feeling the way that I do Hope lives on, if not through me through song I'm getting the long, take deep breaths and hold on I write like I realize
if Jeff's home Let me give him a call, on my car phone Yo Jeff, what's shakin? Coolin', what's up Girlies I'm with it, come pick me up I caught up with ready on the way to Jeff
a misunderstanding But she seemed to think that I planned it She had this friend named Yvette Who wanted to double date, cause she was likin' Jeff But I showed up all alone I told her that Jeff
feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home I'm feeling sad I'm feeling sad There's no place like home On behalf of DJ Jazzy Jeff and The
reason why he's down with the crew The limo picks us up about a half past six With the radio blasting our latest hit It's me Jeff Ready Rock, Omar and
down Get get down Yo Jeff Rock the beat Yo Jeff Rock the beat Yo Jeff Rock the beat Beat Yo Jeff Rock the beat Yo Jeff Rock the beat Yo Jeff Rock the
Aw man Put that ol' dumb horn down Hey, Jazzy Jazzy Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like He-he-ha 1-2-3-4 Don't stop the rock Now
We gonna do a song, me and my Me and my crew like to play around Me like to laugh and joke and have fun while we going down Born and raised in Philly
Yo, back up now an' give a brother room The fuse is lit an' I'm about to go boom Mercy, mercy, mercy me My life is a cage but on stage I'm free Hyped
