Lyrics of What are we seeking

Tell me what we are seeing, tell me what we are seeing - and

(chorus: bizzy bone)
Tell me what we are seeing, have my head on a silver platter
Cause i can read yo' mind, i feel that chit-chatter
The batter up, baby we on deck
In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit oh yes
What are we seeing, have my head on a silver platter
Cause i can read yo' mind, i feel that chit-chatter
The batter up, baby we on deck
In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit oh yes
(amen, amen, amen) had a girl named shhh, she was movin a sssss
I was pullin a oooh, she was movin a whoo!
Did it up in the mmm, player the do-do
Call her my boo-boo, baby i'm so true

(bizzy bone)
Mashed and fucked up, smashed the brrrrap
Nananana now, what do they want goin down
Knocked out i smile, all the while stay wild
Little child from the nile, still a juvenile
And you know you love my motherfuckin style
I'd rather be alone then be a little (?) now
The crowd in a frenzy, the envious around
Before i pass out, i'm so profound (i don't fuck around)

(chorus)

(bizzy bone)
Give me the bump bump, baby let's get crunk
I run up in your spot, and fuck it up, you know
And you know it's how i feel, baby it's really real
Don't try to change my words, you know that this how i feel
And every need worked out, every need will kneel
Tell him to shut his fuckin mouth, the don is in the field
God is the greatest, jesus christ i rise
Against the wicked demons of cleveland, the lord up top

(chorus)

(bizzy bone)
Bringin it to the front, i don't mean to be blunt
I don't mean to be crass, i don't mean to be brass
I don't mean to beat ass, i don't mean to be fast
I don't mean to be last, and i don't mean to be a mess
Spontaneous, in the best way
Search for the heart, in a test way
This is the real deal holyfield, baby feel, keep it real
How do you feel, how do i feel, precious metal of steel
One time