Forever known as
Parameter
Forever not tears
Parameter
隠しきれない胸騒ぎ lala
けど気づこうとしていない Parameter
It's the return of the best and my name is Roxanne
More bounce in my flow than shocks, man
Compare me to the rest of your box, man
'Cause I am mad sick, contagious like pox, man
I'm like a locksman opening doors
I'm elevating to the top floors
I work hard like a slave doing
Speaking my mind like there be no laws
I'm the master
Look quick, but I move much faster
My jives penetrate walls like Casper
And through the paint, through the wall, through the plaster
And off the record like a natural disaster
And peace and love like a dreadlocked rasta
I don't do pop, but I've got the X factor
I repeat, I'm the master
Just an intro, wait–tro-tro-tro
(Forever known as, parameter)
(Forever not tears, parameter)
Forever known as
Parameter
Forever not tears
Parameter
隠しきれない胸騒ぎ lala
けど気づこうとしていない Parameter
It's the return of the best and my name is Roxanne
More bounce in my flow than shocks, man
Compare me to the rest of your box, man
'Cause I am mad sick, contagious like pox, man
I'm like a locksman opening doors
I'm elevating to the top floors
I work hard like a slave doing–
Speaking my mind like there be no laws
I'm the master
Look quick, but I move much faster
My jives penetrate walls like Casper
And through the paint, through the wall, through the plaster
And off the record like a natural disaster
And peace and love like a dreadlocked rasta
I don't do pop, but I've got the X factor
I repeat, I'm the master
Just an intro, wait–tro-tro-tro
Forever known as
Parameter
Forever not tears
Parameter
隠しきれない胸騒ぎ lala
けど気づこうとしていない Parameter
(隠しきれない胸騒ぎ lala)
(けど気づこうとしていない Parameter)
(隠しきれない胸騒ぎ lala)
(けど気づこうとしていない Parameter)
It's the return of the best and my name is Roxanne
More bounce in my flow than shocks, man
Compare me to the rest of your box, man
'Cause I am mad sick, contagious like pox, man
I'm like a locksman opening doors
I'm elevating to the top floors
I work hard like a slave doing–
Speaking my mind like there be no laws
I'm the master
Look quick, but I move much faster
My jives penetrate walls like Casper
And through the paint, through the wall, through the plaster
And off the record like a natural disaster
And peace and love like a dreadlocked rasta
I don't do pop, but I've got the X factor
I repeat, I'm the master
Just an intro, wait–tro–wait–
