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Iâm in the birdhouse I beat my wings against the window
Iâve got no time for competition or the pistilating limbo
I donât caught no sympathy no witness to the Bible
I just paid my green fees for the pleasures of survival
This is the west side and the war gameâs played for real
Down here
I ainât no actor Iâm a poor man dressed for real
Oh yeah
Come on sweetness ride low get it on
Iâm going to take you higher, higher
Iâm in the crack house got my rock upon the table
Got no mind for conversation with the big man from the label
I donât caught no 9 to 5 no witness to the Bible
I just hit the headlines and blew away my closest rival
This is the Watts, child and war gameâs played for
Real down here
I ainât no actor just a poor man dressed for real
Oh yeah
Come on sweetness ride low get it on
Iâm going to take you higher, higher
All along that gold coast peep show
I see people they get it on
Iâm going to take you higher, higher
This is the jungle and the war gameâs played for real
Down here
I ainât no actor Iâm a poor man dressed for real
Oh yeah
Come on sweetness ride low get it on
Iâm going to take you higher, higher
This is the jungle and the war gameâs played for real
Down here
I ainât no actor Iâm a poor man dressed for real
Oh yeah
Come on sweetness ride low get it on
Iâm going to take you higher, higher
All along that gold coast peep show
I see people they get it on
Iâm going to take you higher, higher
Iâm a red sun setting down low over sugar bay baby
Iâm going to take you higher, higher
Been took for granted
I command my needs demanded
Hand in hand been took for granted
Come way over, higher, higher