The Planets Ringtones

It's time to tour the planets that make up our solar system C'mon! The closest to the Sun Is the planet Mercury Next, the shrouded planet Venus Is as cloudy as can be The Earth is next—we call it home Let's hope it stays that way! And then there's Mars, it's really red What more can I say? The gassy planet Jupiter's As big as planets come Then there's Saturn with its mighty rings Made up of tiny crumbs We travel on to Neptune That's a gassy, freezing ball And cold and tiny Pluto It's the furthest one of all Well, there you go! That's our solar system (You forgot Uranus) Goodnight, everybody!

We live in a solar system In the centre is the Sun All the planets move around it We've seen every single one Orbiting the big, bright sun Orbiting the big, bright sun Planets in our solar system 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 Telescopes, they help us see them We've seen every single one Orbiting the big, bright sun Orbiting the big, bright sun Mercury, Venus and Earth and Mars And Jupiter and Saturn. Uranus too, and don't forget that pretty blue Neptune. We live in a solar system In the centre is the Sun All the planets move around it We've seen every single one Orbiting the big, bright sun Orbiting the big, bright sun

Hmm... (Look to the stars) Ooh... ooh... If you're walkin' down a road and see a falling star (Keep on walking) do you make a wish (keep on walking, keep on walking) Ooh, just remember luck is no such thing One man succeeds while another man fails Why is it then you ask the stars up above The planets of life who controls your very soul From the beginning of birth And throughout eternity As does the stars up above (Just ask them) ooh, the planets of life (just ask them) Who controls your very soul Ask them why leo is so sound and practical And gemini so inconsistent Ooh, let me tell you a secret i know Known the world over Your life is controlled by the stars (Just ask them) ooh, the planets of life (just ask them) (Virgo) virgo is known for versatility (Taurus) while taurus, oh, persistency (Aries) yet aries to be very, very ambitious (Libra) libra, they? re cheerful and merry, whoa Pisces, the fish, you are romanticist Constantly trying to escape from reality Into the bliss land of atlantis Mmm... whatever your sign may be Look to the stars of happiness and love Aquarius (aquarius) you try to refuse the people Will always let the sun shine in Oh, but cancer, i know you are patient and understanding Why is it that scorpio can be lead astray Ow, sagittarius, keep on being independent Uh-huh, capricorn keeps the faith, baby Mmm, your stable personality Why is it then you ask the stars up above The planets of life, yeah, yeah

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets align Oh, oh, oh, what is the reason Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, I got no reason to lie Yes, yes, yes, killing the ego Yes, yes, yes, alright Yes, yes, yes, killing the ego tonight No, no, no, I got no secrets No, no, no, no, no No, no, no, I got no secrets to hide Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh See, the sun's gonna rise See, the sun's gonna rise And take your fears away Like the soft tit of the motherbrain Oh, oh, oh, finding the answer Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Finding that there ain't no answer to find Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the planets align Oh, oh, oh, building a fire Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, burning the Bible tonight Oh, oh, oh, watching the eagle Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, watching the eagle fly Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh The sun's gonna rise

Smooth (Smooth) Beyond the (Beyond the) Automatic, systematic (Automatic) Complex (Just ease it in) The feelings right The music is tight (The music? s tight) Departin? out of Crooklyn, type Saturday night The Gear, The God, was rockin? type, way out of sight Limpin' past the market scene, my man, aight Steelo type fat, solar type facts Later for milk and honey Get the money out this piece, relax (Relax) I handle streets, all type slick Just like a seven no lash She got moist? cause I got? s the platinum voice Like syrup, for delf roamin', the New York Boroughs As they temp our perms, plus I ride the iron worms Uptown across down, from the boogie with no fake Ghetto to my marrow then ease on back to Crooklyn Hold it, has loot in my timbs and army suits Parlayin? where Malcolm stood, now brother? s plus they blow out A slicker nigga pig, dig me picking my fuckin'? fro out Limpin' up the one tree fives, the P jects, the eject these herbs That? s word to green herb, not the curbs I play that like, primo supreme hustler Nappy hair, oil slick, loyal to kick and dirty snare, little panther Answers to the nom de plum butter Nice, preciser, rubber, slicer and cutter In a freshly dip state, I contemplate Who? s avenue be makin' the most bacon My honey gets the loot out We? re shaking? We gettin' live Dreamin? bein? in the Central Ave. bus stop Then I call bust out, wassup? Seems that the dream teams me Mecca, The God and Sulaiman If their beats is phatty And it? s on then I? m gone Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (Slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in, zoom Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in, slick You know my motions, slimmer with no limo I ride the C local and tilt my army brimmer Milt bless the vibes, pro symbolize Built with the fives, my clique then amplified Sounds as we ease beneath the New York moon Pounds as we dip increase these New York tunes It? s the universe I have Nappy and happy, June 12th I self don? t say that exists, imported on the ships With irons around the fist Gradual to afros, black cats and fist picks Still creatin' boogies and the styles they want Now they try to move us for the styles we flaunt But I, seen it sunny, plus seen rain Plus seen my moneys gettin' smoked for change I face left in the round up Pound up The God when the devil wished the cents Blaowed to the essence sinks Deep down into the blue train cover The real got surreal? cause we feel you ain? t a ganster When I was a youngster, ate jazz and black Freedom had a pistol, it was just like that Old earth gave me kisses to her coach of power records Pumas, these flavors, busy B mic. checkin? s The crowd says I? m down from the ground up But what if emcee comes, come on, emcee go Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (As slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin in zoom Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (Slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin in, yeah, slick The feelin's right The music? s tight (The music? s tight) Departin? out of Crooklyn type, Saturday night The gear, The God, was rockin? type, way out of sight Limpin' past the market scene, my man, aight When the mic, check counts my amount is cash I don? t shoot out, I get that loot out? cause I? m fresh Hit you with the gold front rim with diamond look Muhammad made? em, Nikki paid him, I was shook I tell an emcee in a eye blink That you whack as crack (Whack) C know got my back And we both can laugh And for example, we swift this, lifted up on luck And for complexion like brass and brown skin We of this, built this with South, Boogie Down Bronx Ask the clowns, in the suits with the cash I tell? em, pass the ruck Or get stuck by my comrades badge Just like my mom and dad had it And did it Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (As slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can (Slick as I can) Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in as slick as I can Quiet please, quiet please, welcome to this class Black studies 700, The Art Of Easing I? m your conductor, instructor, Mr. Castro Take a look at your syllabus You are required to be plushed out and dip daily Guess, army suits, Timbs, Lugz, whatever Quiet please in the back, quiet please You will have 2 texts And finally, we are takin' a field trip To the East Star Housin', projects speak perfect slang Black Ceaser, Superfly, Golden These are the images we want you portrayed in Please, could you be quiet Mr. Simmons Thank you