Milli Vanilli - Body Slam

One, two, three...

Okay, I've heard many others try to tell it
You wouldn't buy it, so I guess they couldn't sell it
[?] but a simple little caution
They kept tryin' and you kept gettin' lost
And lost the whole idea of reality
Kept losin' and then lost the [?]
What happens when you think you know it all?
You take a fall and say it was a close call
And no one's there when you need a helping hand
A hard head leaves you nothin', understand?
Knowledge - just a little bit, really
Is all it takes, but you think that's silly, right?
So now you wanna join a gang
[?]
But it's raw and it hit me like a body slam

Body slam, bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-bo-body slam

So you're in, huh? And you thought of makin' paper
Fat bills roll like Life Savers
And I see you accumulatin' tenfold
For you, it's a new kind of thing
Big man bangin' with a street gang
A few cats [?]
And it's the same in the next part of town
Young gangsters drivin' Caddies with the [?]
[?] and Chevys with the bass down
Rollin' so they can creep on the next crew
We sell here, so we think you better move
[?] and it's gonna take a [?]
Start [?] and [?]
Quickly 'cause it's a day to day journey
Yeah, you're thrown out and it hit you like a body slam

Body slam, bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-bo-body slam

Body slam, bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-bo-body slam

Body slam, bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-bo-body slam
Body slam, bo-body slam