Mos Def (yasiin Bey) - Twilite Speedball lyrics

[Mos Def] Have fun y'all Have fun y'all The city breathing all down your neck Bad news and good dough special effects And reality's teeth Bright, black, sicker than deep Who ain't shy of the pain? Who ain't shy of the pleasure just the same? Life is a game I heard the homie say Well I came to win so I'm not here to play Have fun (Get it, get it) Don't stop Ecstatic Fantastic Wild People Bad news and good dough Powder, potion, pills, smoke Baby, how you trying to go? Duro o dulce, fast or slow? Yay, no? It's OK you can have it your way love It ain't all good but baby I'm cool Feeling great, feeling good how are you? 10% condition, 90% response Survival mathematics the number mad song Old dads drop the j**els so pure When the times get raw, there's something I recall Sometimes I don't remember it at all And it gets stormed by the weather with no umbrella Sky release pressure and the ground get wetter My outfit f'd up Could'a looked fresher But guess what? The hell with parade day rain Tsunami and sunshine a vomit is the same Life is a game I heard the homie say Well I came to win Dante Get it get it Bey! Get it get it Brooklyn Get it get it Ecstatic Don't Stop E'day People Bad news and good dough Powder, potion, pills, smoke Baby, how you trying to go? Duro o dulce, fast or slow? Yay, no? It's OK you can have it your way love Nasty times, but baby I'm cool Feeling great, feeling good Ey'day Every day Having a good time Every day Having a good time Every day Bey! Having a good time every day That's cool...