fact Eh eh eh eh eh hear that [Chorus] I-Am-number one No matter if you like it Ready take this sit down and write it I-Am-number one Hey hey hey hey
I look at rappers with maximum equation X-ray vision invasion Rhyme connects perfects insects That crawl and try to bite my rhymes Pesticides I'm the
The heavens unfold And a new star is born Space and time makin' love Chorus: Oh what a time we had Living on the ground I've moved to station #5 See
Ladies and gentleman this is Mambo no 5 One, two, three, four, five everybody in the car, so come on Let's ride to the liquor store around the corner
Welcome to the new suburban fables Dressed up like a tomb inside a cradle If you're paying peanuts, you get monkeys You better save that silly money for
When the wind blows you home To the shores of home Will you be one of those Who killed another man When the wind blows you home To the shores of
Sittin' here thumbin' through the pages of a magazine The pages tell me come right away, you know what I mean The air is so spacey, the ladies are lacey
Sittin' gettin' higher in the back of a limousine While people all around me They are finding it harder to dream Impossible people seen only in nightmares
You have a cup of coffee and another cigarette You're waiting for your baby but she hasn't shown yet And if she doesn't make it, well you've got no
When all the faces are filled with joy Life's a holiday, whoa yeah Now I'm feeling more and more this way As morning leads the day I say oh boy Now
I want you I need you Cause I love you I, I, I, I love you Where shall we go What shall we do Cause I love you I, I, I, I love you Do do do
Feel like I'm livin' under some kind of hex Livin' in here in this industrial military complex Doesn't really help when I read Time magazine Cause
already there Ay yo I'm in the clear West of the hemisphere J5 musketeers Zorro with the oral editorial The moral of the story I'm professional Chorus: (2X) J5
Hold on to this feelin', freedom (Freedom) Hold on to this feelin', freedom (Freedom) Yo, seldom travel by the multitude, the devil's gavel has a cup
Scorpio, Cancer, Leo, Taurus, Sagittarius Hey, hey, hey Now, if there's a party theres about to be Then let me start queuing up the frequency Six members
I'm not a gangsta but I boogie wit beats No gang affiliation in my lyrics or speech But still I keep it straight hood hop techniques South central fundamentals J5
Well my name, Zaakir I'm versatile Plus I never eat the cow if ain't Hilal While you rap or bit our styles in the third degree Myself and 7even tight
[Akil] Yo, yo, if you had much class And style like I had You would be so glad I see why you so mad I'm born with it Like Marvin and Lauren with it [