*I hear chain saws underneath this limb I’m holding on*
Hanging On A String, like that joint from Loose Ends I heard on KISS 104 here in Atlanta…
Hanging On A Limb!! Morris Day and The Time’s Oaktree? I hear buzz saws!! is this the end for a brotha??
Once hanging out with them or those players that played on, but this is where they lost me; a hater even plans to call the search off!! Lord Have Mercy!!!!
Just Trying To Hold On!! just trying to maintain!! like Obama with his trade bill I’m trying to find somebody to work with me…
What’s really going on? I heard the belligerence as the South debates the Confederate flag, but some are sold on it due to heritage; so who will inherit the throne??
Intergalactic Drama , local, national, international; on all fronts? another fronts, they were agents of the Federation!! meanwhile I search for the perfect beat like Afrika Bambaataa and the Soul Sonic Force; adjusting bass, treble and tone…
Mathematics are dropped by my alter ego known as O-Zone; just trying to hold on, but it’s getting rough…
Fanatics flip flopped up in the spot like Republican presidential candidates!! that’s where they lost me!! I left that spot loaded with punishment glutttons who can’t get enough…
They Can’t Get Enough Of That Funky Stuff per Kool and The Gang, but jokers were faking the funk!! they press buttons and turn dials…*Scheduling The Pain and Pleasure of life*
The Suburban with blacked out windows rolls up; you’ll get gaffled, but misery loves company; in your back goes the knife…
Who hacked out windows? I was dealing with technical difficulties!! now I’m peeping game like peeping through blinds and windows like Malcolm X...
I’m holding on!! some lost me by operating *Shady Like Grady* who’s realizing the sport is complex?
Whats Really Going On? 