Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
Here we are in the place to be.
I'd like to be amongst companies so free
and filled with harmony.
The essence of my ebony ivory.
You and me,
you and I can blow the roof up to the sky.
So free, we can be platinum from X-Bow.
Straight to the top of the chasa, we'll go.
My people told me never forget them and I won't.
That's something special buried within and they all show.
They all glow just like the stars up above a fire mold.
Then now your haters up and go.
But furthermore,
I keep it pumping just for the club.
So bump me up in your trunk,
filling you up and showing up.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
No more standing on the wall.
Let your feet hit the floor.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Let the feeling in your spirit take control.
Lift the ceiling.
Don't force it out.
Just take your time.
Let your hips swing freely.
Tell your monkey cry.
Let everybody sing in harmony.
Ivory,
ebony,
you and I. Ecstasy, unity.
We can have it all.
Keep on grooving.
Enjoy the tune.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
No more standing on the wall.
Let your feet hit the floor.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Real loose.
All my people,
twist your wigs straight backwards.
Move into the tune while the spirit come and bless ya.
Break out.
Get the screaming caught up in the rapture of love.
I heard this up above, but that's a lie.
You want to know the meaning of it?
It ain't in the sky.
Not even buried within us.
Stitch through the cords.
Lying freely since the beginning.
Come through the door.
The people be loving how I come in and change the score.
Cause my rhymes tell the truth like a scope on the camera.
Rocking in the show all the way across Africa.
Break out.
Dance like you got the love for it.
Swing to your band and score.
Spring out on it.
Top of the bass kick.
Create a malfunction.
Coming through your area.
The level all conscious.
My body so free.
So intimate and wonderful.
Can't tell your soul from your spirit.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
No more standing on the wall.
Let your feet hit the floor.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Joy and bless.
Loveliness.
Peacefulness.
Tenderness.
Sweetness.
Togetherness.
Fellowship.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
No more standing on the wall.
Let your feet hit the floor.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.
Come on everybody,
we can have it all.
No more standing on the wall.
Let your feet hit the floor.
Let your spirits hit the ceiling.