CINNABON

Listen to me, brother about the bone
Listen to me, brother, that's how I hone
Listen to me, brother, you're not alone
Listen to me, brother, won't you pick up the telephone?
Listen to me, brother, as I spit on the microphone
Listen to my stomach as I'm eating this ice-cream cone

Do you guys want anything? (No)
Yeah, I'll take like-

Listen to me, brother, as I lay it down
Pray the sound, make a pound, keep it down, all around, not around
On the mound king is crowned, what I found music of the underground
Bubba dubba, bubba bound to fall in love with you
This is what I do, this the life I live
This the life I choose
Breaking up these beats like I break bamboo
This is no tycoon, this is what I do

Think it's 'bout time to go outside
Staying for the ride, so I shot
And then I slide, playing for the pride
The emphasis inside, keylime or cherry pie
Until I die

Said I'll get a job tomorrow but tomorrow never came
And when I wake up, I will feel the same

There is no tomorrow!
There is no tomorrow!
There is no tomorrow!

Out in Bombay and I'm looking for a way
And I'm down on my luck, so, I just gotta pray Bombay
Out in Bombay and I'm looking for a way
And I'm down on my luck, so, I just gotta pray Bombay
Bombay
Ah...

Listen to me, brother, I got a lot to say
It's okay to get wet when it rains
It's okay to feel pain
It's okay to abstain from things that wanna hurt you
Have a smart brain

I wanna watch you reign or rule
This world with a crown not a jul
I will be by your side 'til we fall
I hope you find peace of mind and stand tall



Credits
Writer(s): Leo Lampman V
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