On my way to avoid the time I don’t know, where I’m going Even when I’m busy and running out of breath I’m doing my thang I’m right here, where you at I’m right here, where you at I’m right here, where you at I’m right here, where you at
Ooh, I’m feeling it tonight Like I will fall in love ba bum ba ba ba ya do den bay a do den Ooh, my lips are tickling I will be waiting underneath the mistletoe
Are you up right now? Are you sleeping? Are you up? I just got home Are you up right now? Why aren’t you sleeping? Are you up? I just got home Are you up?
Seeing your eyes for the first time, my heart stops How can you have that kind of charm? You start talking to me and above the sky Your smile spreads like the white clouds
Who am I? Where am I? (Let’s bounce with it) The circle is always the same width Outside the border, we MIC check 1,2,3 I’m a player in the rhythm A quality that is a bit high The cultural progress that is hip-hop This is music and literature and a tremor of subjectivity