Paroles de Prince Naseem Hamed

Wonder how it feels to loose the beat my hips dancing "Billy Jean" at noon some black birds on my roof hot winds smells of coffe and seeds Like a bee in a fun box like a hungry bear I've caught you boy I walk Peak District Sheffield cut Throat Bridge and rowans in bloom bright light is not the sun blinding me feel something like a peck on the jaw Like a flea in your bedroom ike a party next door I'm gonna knock you out Left, right, left, right, I've got to wake up (wheat fields are wondeful down by the hills some gossip butterflies surrounding me) I'm standing, I'm falling left, right, left, right