Shake, shake, shake, shake
It's not about how I've been 'Cuz I've been truly blessed But through constant battles with reality I dangle from the strength stress
Maybe you can't call me lucky Maybe you can't call me lucky But I've got an ace in the hole
I don't think you know the sound I don't think you know the sound There's a chip on your shoulder And your weight on the back There's a thousand pounds and then
Who composed the PM Dawn place time Who composed the world and at the same time Makes your body rhyme with your soul and mind
The world could be over but I'm a soldier But try me if you like, but you'll get nothin'
What would you do in my position? Would you let them get you down? What would you do in my position? Would you let them spin you around?
What would you do in my position? Would you let them inside you? What would you do in my position? What would you do in my position?
Everyone get out of your bodies Everyone get out of your bodies Everyone get out of your bodies Everyone get out of your bodies
Everyone get out of your bodies Everyone get out of your bodies Everyone get out of your bodies Everyone get out of your bodies
Everyone thank Todd Terry Everyone thank Todd Terry Everyone thank Todd Terry Everyone thank Todd Terry
Everyone thank Todd Terry Everyone thank Todd Terry Everyone can thank Todd Terry Everyone can thank Todd Terry