Starvation is the creation of the devil, a rebel   I'm bringin' food to the people like a widow   Bringin' flowers to a grave in the middle   Of the city isolation is a riddle   To be surrounded by a million other people   But to feel alone like a tree in a desert   Dried up like the skin of a lizard   But full of color like the spots of a leopard      Drum and bass pull me in like a shepherd   Scratch my itch like a needle on a record   Full of life like a man gone to Mecca   Sky high like an eagle up soaring   I speak low but I'm like a lion roaring   Baritone like a Robeson recordin'   I'm givin' thanks for bein' human every morning   Morning morning      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every box gotta right to be boomin'      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every flower got a right to be boomin'      Be resistant   The negativity we keep it at a distance   Call for backup and I'll give you some assistance   Like a lifesaver deep in the ocean   Stay afloat here upon the funky motion   Rock and roll upon the waves of the season   Hold your breath and your underwater breathin'   To be rhymin' without a real reason   Is to claim but not to practice a religion      If television is the drug of the nation   Satellite is immaculate reception   Beaming in they can look and they can listen   So you see don't believe in the system   To legalize you or give you your freedom   You want rights ask 'em, they'll read em'   But every flower got a right to be bloomin'   Stay human      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every box gotta right to be boomin'      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every flower got a right to be boomin'      'Cause all the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people make the beauty of the world   Freaky people   'Cause all the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people      'Cause all the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people   'Cause all the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people make the beauty of the world   Stay with   All the freaky people      You see, Y2K ya know is a moment   In time we find that we can open   Up a heart that's locked or been broken   By the pain of words not spoken   Or shot by guns a still smokin'   Cartwrights out on the Ponderosa   Or drive by bang in Testarossa      We need to heed the words of Dalai Lama   Or at least the words of yo mama   Take a mental trip to the Bahamas   Steam your body in a stereo sauna, sauna, comma      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every box gotta right to be boomin'      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every flower got a right to be boomin'      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every box gotta right to be boomin'      Because the streets are alive with the sound of   Boom bap, can I hear it once again   Boom bap, tell your neighbor tell a friend   Every flower got a right to be boomin'      And every box gotta right to be boomin'   And every star gotta right to be zoomin'      All the freaky people make the beauty of the world   Freaky people   All the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people   All the freaky people make the beauty of the world   All the freaky people   All the freaky people make the beauty