one for the treble two for the bass come busy bee im about to rock the place don t worry if i m really busting nines i ll touch the lives if your listening for all the signs x4 i spit a one line and fuse magic puff cabbage and on the deadly man we live lavish lushlife so put your l s up and live like its 99 i got some problems with the way i live plus the love balloon float away black smoke in the four door i pull away tennis shoes stan smith just to throw away i gotta wait for your heels before i blow away i gotta say my your looking for the lime light silly asking me i spit a line and rhyme right until i pass the piece spit it past the sunshine spit it past the trees swaying in the wind when i spin a masterpiece the words falling into my arms confetti rocking one of my charms bomb heavy like we up in the bronx a don dada the beautiful thang play it up with me mic cuz you ain t seeing the rain this be that whip riding ghost writing night time jam city streets buzzing on something on how nice i am something you can feel steady from the ice i spend from my right hand i write it in a verse my fam and tell the story that i turn into gold dust lust and ice grill from the way that i flow up to everybody thinking that i ain t gonna show up i disappear reappear ready to blow up these cats wanna get their smile off for once plus the blunts is a far cry from having lunch i m having too many hunger pains to give it up i split it up into parts and then i live it up i live a charmed life running up in summer nights balmy weather then bomb tracks and warm mics word is bond i m an all night veteran and doing the thing black i sing rap and breathe truth and say what i think black cut to amber rock frozen night still life of the night i want my five mics drinking amber vodka floating dice floating nice up on the champagne on the campaign to live my life i gotta spell it out in black ink black i m starting to think i gotta rap rings around the planets yea i never even saw it coming shoe gazing when the stars was humming fantasy island fronting and you never gotta think when i construct the lines that i sit around and write the rhymes don t worry if i m really busting nines i ll touch the lives if your listening for all the signs and yo i flashback to 86 six deep spitting the wiz fresh biz in 97 so we did it for kicks so when i spit heaven future fantastic tell you what girl double l spitting the habit  i wonder how many people in the city live in furnished rooms late at night when i look out at the buildings i swear i see a face in every window looking back at me and when i turn away i wonder how many go back to their desks and write this down 1