Clocks on the wall

Talk the watches on the wrist

It's the moments we relive

It's the moments like this

When it's time to get ill

We be so ahead of time

It's the moments we achieve

Best believe it's the moments



[Chorus: 2D]

Red or black, yellow, red, black, white

Dirty

(Moments)

Red or black, yellow, red, black, white

Dirty

(Moments)

Shiver down my backbone



[Verse 1: De La Soul]

De La is also back again

With a crew that's bound to pack them in

Got a girl who's up for the mating

I sense the need in her grandma

Her ghost has never been skating

What she said was star constellation

The real squirt game was so like 2Pac at a court run towards camera

Her response to that was just "Check please"

f**k that my man you can't let these (moments)

Pass you by like "tick tock"

I'm smackin' the bottom like flip flops

Made her alarm ring

(She screamed)

And now we done, she passed the test

So now lay down to rest

And wait for the morning hangover that comes