Zigga-one, zigga-two, zigga-three, zigga-and.. Mindin my business, on the scene Kangaroos by -- but I was clean ? ? got my tiger skin Hair braided up and my brother boots Hopped on the vine and through the city your day, said the neighborhood gypsy Kept on jumpin to the side of town The where I want to go to get down Jam-packed and one light Not a crumb or crack and I'm feelin
g] ? ? vibe and all go (uh-huh) Packin my gear, for the next show (yeah) Coolin on the stoop, waitin for my My man keith steps to my Chris pulls up, uncle sam to him (uh-huh) I step to the he says, "c'mon, get in!" Grandma as chris hits the gas (yeah) My hat flew off and just laughed Afrika's with sam, holdin on to his As sam does ninety to a new beat Arrive to the show with no time to in the mirror run my hand through my hair Offered drinks and drugs, to get me I put my hands in my and passed them by
Well uhh, - I stretched out and yawned Brushed my then I carried on Got myself dressed and off to I got there early, the boss was "hey, good afrika Let me show ya the that I have for ya" Pulled out a and read out raise And I be cold for 60 days 60 days, layin in the And on top of that I'm stone cold the trunk of clothes and funk Jumped on the plane, now my name? Honey child, you tell me nothin Out in the for two whole months And whoo! feelin Uh-huh, alright..
{*afrika
g] Home from the and I'm layin back an old school tape from out my rack Tall glass of aj and a real seat As pow-wow rocks a rhyme to squire, big beat Cool c recalls of the sayin yeah As many hands were up in the air got a fine memory of a very fine night Can't sleep a wink cause I'm alright!
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Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah Feelin alright, alright.. *scat* Feelin alright, feelin alright Feelin alright, feelin alright to near end*
Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah Feelin alright, feelin alright, yeah yeah out*}