Lyrics Free Style - I-Roy

Free Style

Now, in the scene of confusion
I’mma kinda come to revolution, as I would say
I may be some kinda relentless conclusion
When I say blackness is togetherness, I mean totally together
When I say baby, love love love, I mean I love you forever
When I say one and one make two, I never make you blue, I never turn my back on
you
And when I say two and one make three, I mean you gotta be free like a bird up
in a tree
And when I say four, you gotta keep on coming through me door
Because you got to be sure, I give you just a little bit more
Hehh
Alright, as I would say
When I say five, kinda give you some of my jive talk, you know
You gotta come, dead or alive
When I say six, I don’t mean to play no funny tricks
You gotta run come quick and slick, and bring your walking stick
Do it, baby
A hour every hour
You can hear me shower down and shower, exclusive extraordinary shower
On the hour, every half an hour
Alright
Right on
When I say seven, I kinda mean number seven
Not number eleven, gotta go to heaven
And when I say eight, I kinda mean I’m great
So you got to appreaciate, you could never never be late
Alright
Rocking out in New York City, way down in the United States, I tell you
When I say nine, you gotta feel so fine
And each and every one of you teeny gotta kick off your knickers,
and move on down the line
And when I say ten, I kinda mean you gotta stick around the bend and tell it to
your friend, I really wanna see your face again
And when I say eleven, kinda mean two legs ain’t dead, as I would say
But one and one make two, and that’s true
Alright
Words of wisdom from the wise brother, as I would say
And when I say three times seven, that makes me twenty-one, you know
Passing twenty-one, I’m moving on strong, and I could never go wrong
Now my little damsel is sixteen
A lotta girls, Imogen, Marie, Kareen and sister Marene, and Doreen
When I’m on the scene, around my record machine, I tell you
You got to be keen
Wow, baby cool
Them got to come here soon
Alright
When I tell you say
Have corn cake
Really crisper than cornflake, I tell you
For goodness' sake, have a slice of the cake
It’s really well baked
Alright
Gotta come on down and give and take
Ain’t no spoil, I tell you