ترانه:
The Music The Walls Get Smaller

(Instrumental)

Arlenis Sosa, Selita Ebanks If you work with my people, speak that Jourdan Dunn language Make a phone call, out to Joan Smalls I wonder how it feel to lower Stone's walls

satisfied til all my n-ggas get it I need more drinks and more lights hot American Apparal girl in just tights she told the director she tryna get in

ordinary player Because you'll leave in a wheelchair, dear, after I lay ya Get a grip on your headboard and hold on to it Or get sent right through

, off da wall, its a special occasion Get yo dance on, wild out before the last song Graba shawty, get crunk wit ya mask on Ride quicker, and get on thee

?s my life, it?s my life) It?s what I go through everyday I get the smallest wires, wrap ?em with the smallest tires Blaze more trees than the San Diego wild fires I get

to amateurs, hit 'em with a cannonball And in all this confusion The fusion of music and mind precipitates translucent illusions Search the ruins with Automator Hit the walls

got a lotta gall To be so useless and all Muttering small talk at the wall While I'm in the hall Oh, how can I explain? It's so hard to get on And these

my sunshine Whoa oh oh oh and the little bird says you're not alone No, you're not alone Tonight you called me up just to ask me "Oh, why's the music