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Make your move feel the groove
Been a long time coming haven't come up in a long time
No longer Mufasa's little stooge hear my heart beat humming
Flowing with the rhyme Flowing with the rhyme
Time to make your move no room to lose
I hear the drummer drumming it's so divine man it's So divine
No longer Mufasa's little stooge Been a long time coming
Been a long time been a long time
Been a long time since the days of the innocence
Playing outside with the hood rats I love to reminisce
Building forts in the woods feeling good sipping brisk
Sonic and Star Wars on the sega genesis
Bring me back to this bliss that I miss
Block parties snorting smarties high off the sierra mist
Hockey in the rain on our roller blades we crossed sticks
Cops and robbers ding dong ditch I always had a wish
Long before my first kiss I knew it'd be just like this
Long before the bottomless pits it was topless bliss
The precious moments trump Santa's nice list
Sitting criss cross dad helped reel in my first fish
He built a hoop in the street and I shot til I swished
I'm grateful for my parents and everything they did
How they loved the three of us and did so much for their kids
I'm incredibly blessed my life's a beautiful gift
Time to thank the ones who made me exist
First up to bat it's Jim and Diane working hard playing harder
They didn't have a plan but when I came along we became a fam
They did a damn good job raising me to a man
Gave me a magical childhood yes the candy man can
From the beaches of Daytona to the Long Island sand
From Nyack New York to the Millstone Land
They were there for every step holding my hand
From my army crawl across the floor to my first stand
First word to my first book Jim and Diane
Were phenomenal cooks I'd be eating good
While reciting lines from green eggs and ham
Then Jack came along and I taught him a song
All the animal noises we played with toys all day long
Watching Snow White and Lion King til I knew every word
The way I memorized and imitated was truly absurd
Maybe this illness is more of a blessing than a curse
Just gotta take a lil time to throw this shit in reverse
November of 98 my Sister Bridget was born
Sang her you are my Sunshine she was so adored
On that special day we became the 5 Willards
Running shit on Shady Mill Way our house became the pillar
And through all the years my families love never waivered
Even when I started with the whacky behavior
Hospitalized 7 times in 5 years it's miraculous that I'm even still here
My fam stayed by my side through every last tear
Many times I lost my mind but not the ones who were dear
My true friends didn't judge their support never budged
I appreciate them sticking by me through the fudge
Now I've got everything I need to breathe easy
A craft that will last it's fruits will outlive me
Fam and friends who love and support me
It's time to make my move whatever that may be
I'm just looking for a lady who will do this life with me