Riprock, AG
Come in over
Yo, turn me up
I wanna be heard
Note: JC is on the phone with his dealers Riprock and
Al Gore. Actually, Jerome is his dealer, but ever
since JC ripped him off last month he's been making him deal with
these two fools. This pisses JC off because Rip and
Al are always out partying with da bitches when he
needs a fix and they don't return his calls promptly
enough. He's got da star attitude, what can we say?
See, I'm talking bout the future y'all
And the future looks bright
'specially when we rip in half
Note: JC has a notion he will feel much better once he
rips open his pre-packaged, single-serving crack pipe
(he may be a fiend, but he's still a Star) and takes
that first hit.
Here it comes, millennium
And everybody's talkin' bout Jerusalem
Is this the beginning or beginning of the end?
Well, I've got other thoughts my friend
Note: Y2K is, as far as JC is concerned, the beginning
of the Good Stuff Century. This belief is basically
the message of the song. He doesn't care about
prophecies of doom and deep intellectualism. He just
wants to get his shit on.
See I've got my eyes on the skies
The heavenly bodies up high
And if you're in the mood to take a ride
Then strap on a suit and get inside
Note: When JC goes to make a purchase he has to wear a
really good disguise. It would be so embarrassing if
he got recognized. He used to send Justin to buy for
him, since no one would ever suspect Angel Face. Ever
since Justin has developed his Ghetto Bitch attitude,
however, that hasn't been working out so well. Dealers
and gangbangers worry the blond mofo is moving in on
their turf, so JC has to go himself. And since he
really needs to get high, he puts on his best
pimpdaddy outfit and heads on over to the parking lot
where he'll be meeting the boyz.
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
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Note: JC just got high.
We don't need all these prophecies
Telling us what's a sign, what's a sign
Cause paranoia ain't the way to live your life
from day to day
So leave your doubts and your fears behind
Note: JC is still high.
Don't be afraid at all
Cause up in outer space there's no gravity to
fall
Put your mind and your body to the test
Cuz up in outer space is like the wild wild west
Note: JC just took another hit. He's hallucinating
scenes from High Plains Drifter.
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
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Left-Eye:
Boom and never let you try to stop me
Born to fly sky high up to the top see
Nothing to fear, no doubts and no tears
Millennium sound to motivate the future years
And you can either be scared or get prepared
Against all odds I bet you never would've dared
To make these moves and take flight like me
To come through for the world prophecy
Space connect to overthrow your interception
Ready or not make it hot
That ain't no question
Get *N Sync and put your head to the sky
Keep the faith
One love from Left Eye
Note: We'd make a joke, but Left Eye really is Ghetto
Fabulous and we'd just end up looking stupid. JC is a
much better target. Although how he got her to rap on
this piece of it is a mystery. He must have some
really good Polaroids.
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
Note: JC is what is known as a 'toucher', a crack
addict who enjoys physical contact after using. He
wants to cuddle with you, baby! How can you turn that
beautiful face down? Okay, so he's drooling and
spazzing out. He's still kinda hot, isn't he?
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
If you wanna fly, come and take a ride
Take a space ride with the cowboy, baby
Note: JC is so high that he hasn't noticed that you're
over in the corner calling the cops.
If you want to fly
Come and take a ride
Take a space ride with a cowboy
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Note: JC just got his bad ass arrested. DEA boys are
carting him away as we speak. All he can say is WHY?
He wants you to call his lawyer, but his mouth isn't
working correctly right now. And he's starting to get
the munchies. Don't worry! The American system of
justice heavily favors the celeb. He'll get off.
Really, he will. :cough:OJ:cough: