Paid In Full ((Seven Minutes Of Madness - The Coldcut Remix) Pro Mix Edit)

This is a journey into sound

This is a journey into sound

This is a journey into sound

A journey which along the way will bring to

You new color, new dimensions, new values

When all is ready, I throw this switch

Pump up the volume, pump up the volume

Pump that bass

Please, would you mind saying that again?

You make me feel so good

We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a special

News bulletin from our on-the-spot passport

Oh my gosh, the music just turns me on

Jesus, sweet soul sister

One, two, three, uh

Thinking of a master plan

Def with the record, Def with the record

Thinking of a master plan

Def with the record, Def with the record

Thinking of a master plan

This ain't nothing but sweat inside my hand

So I dig into my pocket, all my money's spent

So I dig deeper but still coming up with lint

So I start my mission, leave my residence

Thinking how could I get some dead presidents

I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid

So I think of all the devious things I did

I used to roll up, roll up

I used to roll up, roll up

I used to roll up, this is a hold up

Ain't nothing funny, stop smiling

You still don't nothing move but the money

But now I learned to earn 'cause I'm righteous

I feel great, so maybe I might just

Search for a nine to five

If I strive, then maybe I'll stay alive

So I walk up the street, whistling this

Feeling out of place 'cause man do I miss

A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of

Me and Eric B and a nice big plate of

Fish, which is my favorite dish

But without no money it's still a wish

'Cause I don't like to dream about getting paid

So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made

Don't have to test to see if I got pull

Hit the studio 'cause I'm paid in full

One, two, three, uh