around us The dishes are done The buildings here Tall as our mountains Slice through the windows And cut off the sun On such days I find I am longing
dippin' in the ocean where we used to do When autumn sheds the leaves, the trees are bare When you're not here, it doesn't feel the same Remember the nights when we
henchmen warrior, poet, never to mention I love my lady rebel we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we
We are in the ocean Every kind of fish We are a human rainbow We are whatever we wish We have been forever And we shall always be We can endure whatever
, that's when I took you home And I wasn't quite ready for how you came Words can't explain pleasures We've explored, oh I Oh, we've been making love
alive When the breaking waves arrive And wash all around you The beach homes and ocean side Are quite well known by the evening tide And we can sleep where we
my daydreams so soakin wet in my wet dreams you are so soaking wet in my wet dreams so soakin wet in my daydreams so soakin wet in my daydream you are
are the golden years Well I think it's time we catch them in We sit in our rocking chairs and We talk about the good old days, cause (chorus) These
are the one Precious one, Temujin Our host out on the open plain We'll fill your hearts with fright Your souls, a sea of pain The end of your days draw
time is precious and the rocky waves we're nauseous And I think everything is wet, from us the ocean will be fed What made us try to have done what we
sunset on the end of days Capital City's burning in flames Ocean swept your possessions away Welcome to the end of days The sunset on the end of days
glad you came..... Tell me baby are you Wet? Chorus: Wet, Wet, Wet, Wet...I wanna get you wet...Wet, Wet, Wet, Wet (MURDA, WE THA BESSST)...tell me baby are
like water Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters We bouncing, moving within the truth circles We played you made you change,strictly ought to We
I'm a tall glass of water, who ready to take sips? Shit nigga this what we do Convict, Star Trak, Black J's who are you? No parents [chorus] No moms
(Fresh, so Fresh) And this is Ugly Duckling, groove galore We rock from the clouds to the ocean floor We're on Fresh Mode, we're on Fresh Mode We're on Fresh Mode, we
Fresh), And this is Ugly Duckling, groove galore We rock from the clouds to the ocean floor We're on Fresh Mode, we're on Fresh Mode, We're on Fresh Mode, we