Hey Lookaway

[Hook] {x2} Hey look away now Everything's fly all is real in the Ville Hey look away now Look away now, look away [Verse 1: Mistafiss] Oh yes we're having a block party, dap to everybody Don't disturb my groove when I'm trying to get up with this shawty Now when you're with it boy you're rugged and rough But when you're [?] sweet love hanging around you're all cuted up You got your hat to your side, fronting in your ride Nissan G system playing slump that's worldwide Everybody's saying "Yeah, that's the jam" Singing a long set, he got the thump of a live band Ladies [?] fall it don't matter They still wear they clothes to let you know which one is badder We be scooping while y'all standing on the block Waiting for a player like me to scoop ya up Because of my rep, you gotta accept When I kick it flamboyant Many C.B.'s try to spoil it Mistafiss don't trip cause it's all in the deal It's all real in the Ville Aww yeah. Drop it on 'em [Hook] [Verse 2: Rosta Swann] Yeah, '72 is my date of birth God's gift to the Earth and for all it's worth Seen things prosper but there's so much pain So much love I cry tears of blood A piece of straw in the door, flick the phlegm to the wind I'm inspired by a city that's rotting from within I see the fruits of my labor distributed by Caper Cause Ros' be nibbling punanny With the (straight flavor Now & Laters) Speed up the block, system pumping like adrenaline The fly and feminine be whispering "It's him again" So look away But who am I to say? You're oh so freakalicous and oh yes by the way The caramel complication makes you look glazed Sucking on the lollipops, scoping out the fo' sho' shot From Chocolate City, wondering, "Who is he?" Cause even off the hook, yo work 'em up, (yo he get's busy) Style got the soul and got the funk Got the Q so what else could you want? Hey look away now everything's fly (Oh my God look out for him in the sky!) [Verse 3: Rosta Swann] I get fly without wings or material things It's the Questionmark Asylum your A&R's wet dream From the Ville, but not the Village People Get the bigger picture from the eye of a needle (Hey look away now everything's fly) [Mistafiss] You wants to hang around with some fly guys Ros' Swann, Digge Dom's, Ding Ding Yo come around our neighborhood cause we're the neighborhood hood And I'm the Questionmark Asyl' Don't get hooked on this C.I. style that's versatile Yo look away, look away [?] baby [Hook] Look away, gotta look away now Look away, gotta look away now Gotta look away, gotta look away