Back in the days when I was a teenager Before I had status and before I had a pager You could find the Abstract listening to hip hop My pops used to say, it reminded him of be-bop I said, well daddy don't you know that things go in cycles The way that Bobby Brown is just ampin like Michael It's all expected, things are for the lookin If you got the money, Quest is for the bookin Come on everybody, let's get with the fly modes Still got room on the truck, load the back boom Listen to the rhyme, to get a mental picture Of this black man, through black woman victim Why do I say that, cuz I gotta speak the truth man Doing what we feel for the music is the proof and Planted on the ground, the act is so together Bonafide strong, you need leverage to sever The unit, yes, the unit, yes, the unit called the jazz is Deliberately cheered LP filled with street goods You can find it on the rack in your record store (store) If you get the record, then your thoughts are adored And appreciated, cause we're ever so glad we made it We work hard, so we gotta thank God Dishin out the plastic, do the dance till you're spastic If you dis... it gets drastic Listen to the rhymes, cuz its time to make gravy If it moves your booty, then shake, shake it baby All the way to Africa a.k.a. The Motherland (uh) Stick out the left, then I'll ask for the other hand That's the right hand, Black Man (man) Only if you are noted as my man (man) If I get the credit, then I'll think I deserve it If you fake moves, don't fix your mouth to word it Get in the zone of positivity, not negativity Cuz we gotta strive for longevity If you botch up, what's in that (ass) (what?) A pair of Nikes, size ten-and-a-half (come on, come on) We gotta make moves Never, ever, ever could we fake moves (come on, come on) "Time. time is a ship on a merciless sea Drifting toward an average of nothingness Until it can be retarded for it's own destiny TIME is an inanimate object Praying and praying and praying for? Time is DANCING, moving lingering all memories of past." We gotta be a winner all the time Can't fall prey to a hip hop crime With the dope raps and dope tracks for you for blocks From the fly girlies to the hardest of the rocks Musically the Quest, is on the rise We on these Excursions so you must realize That continually, I pop my Zulu If you don't like it, get off the Zulu tip So what can you do in the times which exist You can't fake moves on your brother or your sis But if your sis is a (bitch), brother is a jerk Leave 'em both alone and continue with your work Whatever it may be in today's society Everything is fair, at least that how it seems to me You must be honest and true to the next Don't be phony and expect one not to flex Especially if you rhyme, you have to live by the pen Your man is your man, then treat him like your friend All it is, is the code of the streets So listen to the knowledge bein dropped over beats Beats that are hard, beats that are funky It could get you hooked like a crackhead junkie What you gotta do to is know that the Tribe is in the sphere The Abstract Poet, prominent like Shakespeare Edgar Allan Poe, it don't stop (uh!) "Time is running out on black power Africans today And whites blacks and reporters at night Everytime you see them? with their tongues hangin out Time is running and past and passing and running Running and past and passing and running (excursions)"

Girl I gotta do what I gotta do (Change my life) Change my life (Make things right) Make things right (WOOO), But girl I'm a Bad Boy So I gotta do what I gotta do (Bad Boys 2 Baby) (Risk my life) Risk My Life (The soundtrack) (In the late night) In the late night (Booka) But girl I'm a Bad Boy (Yeah Yeah) I know at times u feel stressed out, But I'm tryna set you up so lata I can buy u Oprah's guest house, But for now I gotta hug the block I know u sick of visits from under cover cops, And run into the kitchen tryna hide the box Just gimme a minute and Imma fudge u with rocks I got a wicked jump shot but lets be real Ain't no scout gonna give this sad nigga a deal I gotta do what I gotta do that's what's up What's with this new attitude u been stashin' my stuff (That's right) Ima bad boy like Mike Lawry (Bad Boys Baby) How u think u got that rainbow Lui, Not with a legal job's salary Girl I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do (Change my life) Change my life (Make things right) Make things right, But girl I'm a Bad Boy So I gotta (Yeah) Do what I gotta do (C'mon) (Risk my life) Risk My Life (Yeah) (In the late night) In the late night (Yo Crack gimme a holla at for a second) But girl I'm a Bad Boy Mami got u stuck off the realness You know the infamous u heard of us (heard of us) It's your bad boy business men Me and Joey crack gettin' Benjamins sittin' in a van the same color as cinnamon (C'mon) Ma I'm tryna be your night and shinin (Uh Huh) To put u in a house on the Camion islands Spent your whole life beside me (That's right) A lil' light that guide me (Yeah) thru it all u was right behind me (Lets go), And ma I know I gotta change, It's not the same girl please with me and u we can 'chieve whatever, But I cant change I'm a bad boy forever (You Know) Girl (Yeah) I gotta do (C'mon) what I gotta do (Change my life) Change my life (You gotta make that change man) (Make things right) Make things right (We dun came ya heard), But girl I'm a (woo) Bad Boy (Uh yeah) So I gotta do what I gotta do (Some are CERN, some are CERN, ya heard) (Risk my life) Risk my life (You and the kids ya heard) (In the late night) (Bad Boy Baby) In the late night, But girl I'm a Bad Boy Now we livin' up in Asbury (Uh huh) In the TV in the car got the game on starrin' Marbury (Woo), And your ring got the rock the (Yeah) size strawberries (That's right), And everything that you want I got it don't worry (Lets go), And I know it ain't about the chips Just my way of sayin' (C'mon) thanks for all the years u put up with all of my shit (Uh huh) I had to change like the said, And I'm reminded why every time we do our thing in the water bed, To me its just more than head It's more than a crush its all about us its love and trust (Yeah) Took the time out to make things right It may seem nice, But ima be a bad boy for life (Bad Boy for life) Girl I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do (Lets go) (Change my life) Change my life (C'mon) (Make things right) (Yeah) Make things right But girl I'm a Bad Boy So I gotta do (Yeah) What I gotta do (C'mon) (Risk my life) Risk my life (Yeah) (In the late night) In the late night (C'mon), But girl I'm a Bad Boy (Yeah Yeah)