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Ya'll ready for this?
Get down with the style,
House on the ground,
Please when I squeeze,
Pump to your knees.
Who wants to play?
I'm in here to stay,
Ready to take you around the way,
So get ready for this.
Mind your own biz,
Cause I invented the microphone biz.
No need to sit, cause we're 2 Unlimited;
Ready, ready, ready for this!
Feel the base, you just get closer.
Be impressed by the words I chose of,
Once again kickin' it live,
Doin' everything yo just to survive
A wall to wall, I think I stand,
Being on stage with a mic in my hand,
Bustin' it live to the crowd,
The age is 20, I'm from the south!
Be a part,
Break my heart.
Get ready for this,
Mind your own biz.
People in the front,
Show me what you want,
And I won't give it in..
Get ready for this!
We're 2 Unlimited,
So people won't you sit?
Movin' up and down,
Dancin' on the ground.
Feelin' kinda free; security.
House is style that moves you from the ground.
House on the ground, bass in your face,
Racin' the place, no time to waste.
Feelin' hypnotised,
I can see it in your eyes.
Feelin' kinda better,
Put on your sweater.
Feelin' like a white,
I think it doesn't matter.
Super, dope, def, and even outrageous.
If I was an animal, theyd've kept me in cages,
So get ready for this!
Ya'll ready for this?
Step back, relax. Don't you wanna come in?
When I start rappin' the girlies wanna come in.
Into my house, into my room,
That's the part where it goes "boom! boom!".
Name here is Ray, the group is 2 Unlimited,
We've got a lot to say...to you, ah yeah and your other crew, if it is
a
dream, boom see boom!
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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