Let me flex, get up, brush sand off myself I was just holding my breath Blue shorts, red shirt, how I'm dressed I look fresh, and I feel Bleeeeeeessseeeeeeddddd What's your name? My name Alan, sounds like Allen I love smiling, I got talents I can do flips, I can keep my balance I love dancing, matter of fact, can I have one? Right now, y'all heard the man, lights out And the moon turns into a disco ball Heaven, better come and get your daughter Waltzing all on top of that water Then whip, then nae-nae, then dip Down in my submarine I got a pair of seats Raise the periscope, and see parakeets And the dinosaurs don't be scaring me I got my own personal Dairy Queen Satisfaction is guaranteed I'm rather dashing, apparently Got an airplane, too Why don't you come fly through the air with me? Best thing of all, my mother says that I'm very sweet Jonylah says "it's all cool, but what about school?" And ain't you Muslim?--you can't talk 'til you marry me The waves can be your cover, the beach can be your pillow My heart can be your house, my eyes will be your windows To teach you how to swim and then we'll play Nintendo Beating all of your friends, dancing to the tempo Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan And they say, yeah Now entering that Canadian Olympic swimming team And those medals are just glistening, so gold So cold, yeah And Alan did the most, all those world records he broke That's why his nickname is the lifeguard and my God is he dope Michael Phelps cannot believe it even though he is his coach He might be the next Steve Zissou, or maybe Jacques Cousteau Where he saw that little boy, go and fall off of that boat So he jumped off in that water swam him right back to the shore Now ain't that wow, crowd goes wild Little boy scared so the child won't smile So Alan get a towel to dry him off and wipe him down Put a ice cream out that's more his style Father runs down that beach, sees his son just playin' in the sand Hugs Alan who says he's a brave little man walk away little boy Turns around and waves his hand, 'cause Jonylah say Guess what I did today, got my rescue on saved a kid today Had my wet suit on,, even taught him next time how to swim away You should really feel good that you gave your help Might get you into heaven, might raise your health Might get a lot of blessings, might raise your wealth Bet you ain't even know that you saved yourself The waves can be your cover, the beach can be your pillow My heart can be your house, my eyes will be your windows To teach you how to swim and then we'll play Nintendo Be with all of your friends, dancing to the tempo Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, Go Alan, Go Alan, Go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan The waves can be your cover, the beach can be your pillow My heart can be your house, my eyes will be your windows To teach you how to swim and then we'll play Nintendo Be with all of your friends, dancing to the tempo Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan Go Alan, go Alan, go Alan, go Alan

Hey, you looking over there I got something to show you if you got the time to spare Equality's the highest and the price is very fair It's honestly the nicest thing that I have ever shared You look like the type that likes a diamond in his ear To walk around the town and be so shiny and revered Come across his boss and be so timely and prepared Look like a million dollars off of signing with the Bears I don't mean to be so deeply inside of your affairs But if I liked getting ripped off, then I'd be over there But that's why I'm over here, with that you should beware I'm only saying this because I really, really care I think it's more a temple, not a stall But no, not a religion, not at all I know it's kind of simple, and it's small But that's 'cause it's the middle of the mall If you wanna show off and just ball Or your intention is the drawers We got credentials for it all Welcome to the middle of the mall You ain't got a budget for these nuggets You can keep it Plain Jane and blow out they brains when you in public The matching ring chain gon' look insane when you untuck it They'll never know the difference, even if you let 'em touch it Now if you are a rapper or a trapper on the job It don't really matter if you get jacked, or you get robbed You can go on, let 'em have it, it's not a factor or a prob' Only thing that's gonna happen, you gon' get attacked by all the blogs Military rolling up, little boy you gon' be shot And you gon' be so attractive on the block Now, it might make you a magnet for the cops But please don't let them haters try and drag you from the top You ain't gotta be a criminal involved Know how to rap or knack for dribbling the ball Or be a prince or an emperor at all Everybody's equal in the middle of the mall We are not the center of applause But secretly the center of the cause This is where the finishers evolve In the middle of the malls Diamonds only worth what you are willing to pay A deceptive game you are killing to play Now I have diamonds, it's odd feeling this way But when they start to sparkle that star-glittering glaze It sways, takes your mind off today's Where preachers can praise AIDS as God killing the gays What a fucking phrase, never ceases to amaze But when he dies from cancer, that's God's mysterious ways Jesus saves, African sold slaves Gabriel's in Afghanistan passing out AKs It's a rage The diamond sometimes are suede's while putting 'em to the blade I have hesitations There, I've put it all on the table, I have my reservations Besides, we'll find something else useless to put our faith in You won't finish this here, we'll pick up after meditation Uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh It seems you've got the spirit of the appalled And you've got the lyrics and the draw I know some people love to hear it how you call You should join us in the middle of the mall I'm cool, man, I've got a watch already Well, excuse me

Socio, 101.5 ¡Buenos días, mi gente! Leticia, aquí, mandándoles saludos donde quiera que estén En Texas, México, Los Ángeles, hasta Colombia, Centro y Sudamérica, Miami, mi pana del Caribe, Barcelona y de regreso a Chicago Les mando besos (Mmmuah) ¡Saludos! Y que este día les traiga amor, dinero, prosperidad ¡Ay, mira no más! ¡Que sorpresa! Nuestro amigo Lupe Fiasco me dejó unas canciones para jugarles ¿Están listos? ¡Ándale, pues! ¡Aquí les va! ¡Drogas! (Yaaay) Dios es mi droga, si no a qué soy adicta Bonita chica, se encuentran de Costa Rica O tal vez Colombia y cantar sobre política Ambiente reggae, esto lucha en tono a esas mujeres Paz, paz, paz, paz sin pistolas (Pistolas) Sólo rosas, es mejor que la coca Coca, tranquilo Señorita, ven para ir a Barranquilla Besos, besos, besos, besos, besos ¿Cómo me veo? ¡Realmente bueno! Bueno, bueno Bueno, bueno Besos, besos, besos, besos, besos ¿Cómo me veo? ¡Realmente bueno! Bueno, bueno Bueno, bueno Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Dios es mi droga, si no a qué soy adicta Bonita chica, se encuentran de Costa Rica O tal vez Colombia y cantar sobre política Ambiente reggae, esto lucha en torno a las mujeres ¡Paz!