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bo z dziewczynami nigdy nie wie, oj nie wie sięczy dobrze jest czy może jest, może jest już źle
spokoju się spodziewać, czy też przejść
czy szukać jej, czy jej z oczu zejść
bo z dziewczynami nigdy nie wie, oj nie wie się
czy dobrze jest czy może jest, może jest już źle
czy najważniejszy jesteś w życiu jej
czy znaczysz już od kogoś mniej
a wszystko to pewne tak prawie,
jak listek na wietrze, w trawie ślad
jak latem zerwany w trawie dmuchawiec, gdy zawieje wiatr
a wszystko to pewne tak właśnie jak ten nad wodą dym
one całe są, one całe są, one całe są w tym
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See how the child reaches out instinctivelyTo feel how fire will feel.
See how the man reaches out instinctively
For what he cannot have.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand.
Reaching out for the hand that smacked.
Reaching out for that hand to hold.
Reaching out for the Star.
Reaching out for the Star that explodes.
Reaching out for Mama.
See how the flower leans instinctively
Toward the light.
See how the heart reaches out instinctively
For no reason but to touch.
The pull and the push of it all.
Reaching out for the hand
Reaching out for the hand that smacked
Reaching out for that hand to hold.
Reaching out for the Star.
Reaching out for the Star that explodes.
Reaching out for Mama.
(Can t we see...)
Reaching out for Mama.
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Turn the beat up, I get lost in the mind come acrossthe rhyme kick my feet up, then I find myself in time
I was on a train, destination Marley Marl s domain
I entertained things ll never be the same
DJ s are conveyed if the label OK it
Teddy Ted and Special K was the first ones to play it
On the radio, with the crazy flow
I pay dues until it pays me dough to do a show
When I m at the helm I cover the whole realm
In control and leave your soul overwhelmed
Another influence of beats and instruments
Lyrics make it intricate and elements are tense
When you was playin Pac Man it was the jams I packed
Peeps would swarm when I was perform in, black I m all that
Back before they turned hip-hop to rap
It always a place to party at, remember that?
I remember the spots that used to be hot
Just like the roof top, a place that only few can rock
on a wild ass block, yeah you find me there a lot
Until you hear gunshots, that s when the fun stops
Here come the cops, time to go home, get in order
Cause I ll be back in Manhattan if somethings happenin at the Latin Quarter
House of havoc when it came to fourteen carat
And if you had it yeah kids d try to grab it
It s cool at the Red Parrot we was doin it there
I was the first one to rip it at the Union Square
Me and DJ Red Alert did work
A crazy concert, a lot of kids got hurt
I did encores at the Encore, they wanted more
I kicked a freestyle til I heard the crowd roar
Like the Funhouse, Bronx Center never endin black
Place to be was the Brooklyn Armory, remember that?
Remember that? (3X)
Open the door, let the crowds in, over twenty thousand
Wildin music s loud and microphone s growlin
Tickets are sold out, parties is packed and on tour
rippin basketball arenas back then
Even afterparties, posses of players and hotties
Everybody was Gotti, spreadin bucks like shotties
Spendin cash, to make a good time last
Thoughts that I had give me a blast of the past
Memories of unforgettable times on my mind
Dollar signs and melodies and incredible rhymes
The people I met, and the sets that got wrecked
All the mics I checked, most of all life s effects
And peace to all the people I grew up around
in the streets back when beats had a rougher sound
I used to be wild me and my crew sit back and we smile
Keep piles of pictures filed in case I go senile
Cause some things are just too good to be forgot
Like your neighborhood block or your favorite spot
Certain records always seem to make me reminisce
And when it hits, and then it clicks, remember this
My life flashed before me I m there from the sounds
I hear pinpoint the year, it s perfectly clear
I like the way it went down and alla that, in fact
It mean a lot, cause you can t bring it back, remember that
Remember that? (3X)