Late 808

I might pull up, leave ’em wet, rain on ’em

Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you
In my heart
Ohh, yeah
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you
In my heart
Ohh, yeah
Dance with me
And I’ll sing to you a symphony
Won’t you kiss me?
Shut me up please

I been down with the coldest war
And I know where I been ’cause I bled before, yeah
How do I know if I let you stay?
How do I know if we did it your way?
You wouldn’t take my place
Put me away, I’d die lookin’ up at your face
How do I ever know? Who can I trust?
Feelings of emptiness
Only love could kill me, God bless

Isn’t it lovely, all alone
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home

The company I keep is not corporate enough
Child Rebel Soldier, you ain’t orphan enough
A rapper turned trapper can’t morph into us
But a trapper turned rapper can morph into Puff

Don’t you know too much already?
I’ll only hurt you if you let me
Call me friend, but keep me closer (Call me back)
And I’ll call you when the party’s over

Oh shit, you live in the canyon
How big is your mansion? Yeah
Fresh out of school
Now you working and focus on fashion
Pretty girl, and you let go
Got time, but you got goals
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California
Hey baby, waste your time with me in California

Zero one one one zero zero one one
Crying zeros and I’m hearing one one ones
Lifeless back slaps the surface of the pool
Pool killer, killer pool, pool killer

Kiss me

Guess you thought I was a sure shot
You never see me out on your block
How wrong
Caught your shadow at the bus stop
Bet your not ready for
What I got

With one light on in one room
I know you’re up when I get home
With one small step upon the stair
I know your look when I get there
If you were a king up there on your throne
Would you be wise enough to let me go
For this queen you think you own
Wants to be a hunter again
I want to see the world alone again
To take a chance on life again
So let me go

Keep looking through the window pane
Just trying to see through the pouring rain
It’s hearing your name, hearing your name
I really never felt quite the same
Since I’ve lost what I had to gain
No one to blame, no one to blame
Seems to me, can’t turn back the hands of time
Oh, it seems to me, can’t turn back the hands of time

When I was fifteen, sixteen, when I really started to play guitar
I definitely wanted to become a musician
It was almost impossible because, it was, the dream was so big
That I didn’t see any chance because
I was living in a little town; I was studying
And when I finally broke away from school and became a musician
I thought, “Well, now I may have a little bit of a chance”
Because all I really wanted to do is music
And not only play music, but compose music
At that time, in Germany, in ’69-’70, they had already discotheques
So, I would take my car
Would go to a discotheque, sing maybe 30 minutes
I think I had about seven, eight songs
I would partially sleep in the car
Because I didn’t want to drive home and that helped me for about
Almost two years to survive in the beginning
I wanted to do an album with the sounds of the ’50s
The sounds of the ’60s, of the ’70s
And then have a sound of the future
And I said, “Wait a second, I know the synthesizer
Why don’t I use the synthesizer which is the sound of the future?”
And I didn’t have any idea what to do
But I knew I needed a click so we put a click on the 24 track
Which then was synced to the Moog Modular
I knew that could be a sound of the future
But I didn’t realize how much the impact would be
My name is Giovanni Giorgio
But everybody calls me Giorgio

Many college students have gone to college
And gotten hooked on drugs, marijuana, and alcohol
Listen, stop trying to be somebody else
Don’t try to be someone else
Be yourself and know that that’s good enough
Don’t try to be someone else
Don’t try to be like someone else
Don’t try to act like someone else
Be yourself, be secure with yourself
Rely and trust upon your own decisions
On your own beliefs
You understand the things that I’ve taught you
Not to drink alcohol, not to use drugs
Don’t use that cocaine or marijuana
Because that stuff is highly addictive
When people become weed-heads
They become sluggish, lazy, stupid and unconcerned
Sluggish, lazy, stupid and unconcerned
That’s all marijuana does to you, okay? This is mom
Unless you’re taking it under doctor’s, um, control
Then it’s regulated
Do not smoke marijuana, do not consume alcohol
Do not get in the car with someone who is inebriated
This is mom, call me, bye

Lime and limpid green, a second scene
A fight between the blue you once knew
Floating down, the sound resounds
Around the icy waters underground
Jupiter and Saturn, Oberon, Miranda and Titania
Neptune, Titan, stars can frighten

They said “Doja hit so sticky,” I said, “Thank you very much”
Bent the whole world over and said, “Spank you very much”
Cheese like pizzeria, have a seat bitch, please, Ikea
From the Westside like Maria, I’m hot like grits, Madea

Haters wanna ball, let me tighten up my draw string
Wrong sport, boy, you know you soft as a lacrosse team

Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Nothing can make it better
Maximize all the pleasure
Maximize all the pleasure, even with all this weather
Nothing can make it better
Maximize all the pleasure

I’m ready for the world, or at least I thought I was

I got the torch, I can’t give it away
Ain’t no remorse, you get hit in the face

I feel like I’m losing you whenever I’m offline
No-one ever had you, I still pretend that you’re mine
I feel like there’s nothing for me here but still I try
I feel like there’s nothing for me here but still I try

I had enough heartache and enough headaches
I’ve had so many ups and downs
Don’t know how much more I can take
See I decided that I cried my last tear yesterday
Either i’m going to trust you or I may as well walk away
Cause stressing don’t make it better
Don’t make it better, no way

Where I’m at? (Where) Where I go? (How) How did I get here? (How did I get here?)

My grandaddy was a player, pretty boy in a pair of gators
See I met him later on, think it was 1991
The only dad I’d ever know, but pretty soon he’d be gone (too)
Hide my face, hide my face, can’t let ’em see me crying
Cause these boys didn’t have no fathers neither
And they weren’t crying, my friend said it wasn’t so bad
You can’t miss what you ain’t had, well I can, I’m sad and

It was late at night
You held on tight
From an empty seat
A flash of light
It will take a while
To make you smile
Somewhere in these eyes
I’m on your side
You wide-eyed girls
You get it right

Life isn’t real, love’s make believe

You go searching for paradise
You sit back and close your eyes
We’re burning, yet so alive
And now you’ve got your hands up
Hoping you catch the high
Feels like the summer time
Chasing the northern lights, oh
Don’t like watching your momma cry
You say you’d rather die
She says you’re wasting your life

Cam’ron had us wearing pink, from the cradle to the grave

No fair
You really know how to make me cry
When you gimme those ocean eyes
I’m scared
I’ve never fallen from quite this high
Falling into your ocean eyes
Those ocean eyes

The sun is shining and still it’s raining

Bite my tongue, bide my time
Wearing a warning sign
Wait ’til the world is mine
Visions I vandalize
Cold in my kingdom size
Fell for these ocean eyes

All these girls just wanna have fun

I’m too wavy, think I need a Lyft
Chicago baby, she just wanna drill
The vibe’s too wavy, it’s too hard to kill
Gotta watch out where you go ’cause shit get real

Drop the top and let the sunshine in
With the woodgrain, let the twinkies spin
Get you a glass, mix the Coke and the Hen’
It’s quite alright, with the ‘dro in the wind
With the ‘dro in the wind

We on fire
Up in here, it’s burning hot
We on fire
Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire