Good morning.

Just because people need alarm clocks.

Good morning.

Waking up to another sequel.

Facing life again, facing all of the world's trials and trends.

Even after last night when she left out the door and went.

Good morning.

There ain't nothing to stop you.

To live your life the way you want it to.

Live your dreams, aim big in life, and speak the truth

Good morning.

Must be tough to wake up from all the mess.

School, parents, crying yourself to sleep on that bed.

Even after working a whole day and all you earn are cents.

Good morning.

Look up to the big things in life.

The people who inspire you, who makes you write.
The ones who love you, who give you life.
Good morning.
Remember them.
Keep them in mind as you go throughout the day.
They'll help you keep you on track and don't run astray.
Good morning.
Even if you don't wanna wake up.
Whatever you want to pursue in life, that's your alarm clock.
Don't think you can't do anything to do it, you're not in lock up.
Good morning.
And when all things seems all right.
When the day is over, head to bed, turn off the light.
Think in your head, "How was my day?" and goodnight.

Freestyle.

Just because I'm bored.

And I'm doing this on the school's laptop ;D

That's whussuh.

Sitting here in period one.

If you look outside there is no sun.

I think in P.E. we'll have to run.

Hearing these fools yell and whine.

This flow, is what is on my mind.

Just freestyling, to pass the time.

Bedrock. Explicit.

Just because I can (;

You know I be good.

While I be on that bed.

Going at it so hard,

You know what's up next.

I'm your bestfriend, in Bedrock.

Got you all hot and sweaty, just like a steam pot.

Want love? We'll make it.

Buns? Bake it.

Just meet me in the kitchen, and let's get "naked".

It's not CallOfDuty, but you'll be blowing heads.

You know when it comes to taste,

You know that I'm the best.

Welcome to Bedrock.

Next stop, my bed.

Be bouncing up and down, then I rate you a 10.

I'm your daily dosage.

I'm your vitamins, your Flintstones.

Swallowing those pills everyday, you know you like my bone.

You gave me hydraulics, hooked me on Phonix.

You be hitting it precise, 

Just like the Poreotix.

You should become an English teacher.

You know your "transitions"

Take out a pen and paper, and note these positions.

Chorus:

Oh, baby.
I be stuck to you like glue, baby.
Wanna spend it all on you, baby.
My room is the g-spot.
Call me Mr. Flinstone.
I can make your bedrock.
I can make your bedrock.
I can make your bedrock girl.
I can make your bedrock.
I can make your bedrock.