[Hook 2X: Blackgirl]

Hey look away now

Everything's fly

All is real in the Ville

Hey look away now

Look away now, look away

[Verse 1: Mistafiss]

Oh yes we're having a block party, dap to everybody

Don't disturb my groove when I'm trying to get up with this shawty

Now, when you're with your boys, you're rugged and rough

But when you plan on sweet love hanging around you're all cuted up

You got your hat to your side, fronting in your ride

Nissan G system playing thumps that's worldwide

Everybody's saying "Yeah, that's the jam"

Singing a long set, he got the thump of a live band

Ladies, winter, spring, fall, it don't matter

They still wear they clothes to let you know which one is badder

We be scoping while y'all standing on the block

Waiting for a player like me to scoop ya up

Because of my rep, you gotta accept

When I kick it flamboyant

Many C.B.'s try to spoil it

Mistafiss don't trip cause it's all in the deal

It's all real in the Ville

Aww yeah. Drop it on 'em

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rosta Swann]

Yeah, '72 is my date of birth

God's gift to the Earth and for all it's worth

Seen things prosper through so much pain

So much love I cry tears of blood

A piece of straw in the jaw, flick the phlegm to the wind

I'm inspired by a city that's rotting from within

I see the fruits of my labor distributed by Caper

Cause Ros' be nibbling punanny

With (cherry flavored Now & Laters, player)

Beat up the block, system pumping like adrenaline

The fly and feminine be whispering "It's him again"

So look away, but who am I to say?

You're oh so freakalicous and oh yes by the way

The caramel complexion makes you look glazed

Sucking on the lollipops, scoping out the fo' sho' shot

From Chocolate City, wondering, "Who is he?"

'Cause even off the hook, yo word 'em up, (yo he get's busy)

Style got the soul and got the funk

Got the Q so what else could you want?

(Hey look away now everything's fly)

(Oh my God, look out for him in the sky!)

I get fly without wings or material things

It's the Questionmark Asylum your A&R's wet dream

From the Ville, but not the Village People

Check out the bigger picture through the eye of a needle

(Hey look away now, everything's fly)

[Verse 3: Mistafiss]

You wants to hang around with some fly guys

Ros' Swann, Digge Dom's, Ding Ding

Y'all come around our neighborhood 'cause we're the neighborhood thing

And I'm the Questionmark Asyl'

Y'all get hooked on this C.I. style that's versatile

You look away, you look away, you book a date, baby

[Hook]

Look away, gotta look away now

Look away, gotta look away now

Gotta look away, gotta look away