Lyrics:
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
miss you with all my heart
Oh baby, what else can I say
Put on three albums
And let's fly, baby
Oh, I've got to know
How much I love you so
(Ooh,
miss you with all my heart
Oh baby, what else can I say
Put on three albums
And let's fly, baby
Oh, I've got to know
How much I love you so
(Ooh,
which song should be
Released as a single
From his sophomore album, Dreams
Worth More Than Money
Which he's scheduled to complete within the
Week because
believe man I am spitting straight facts
This great new album got 3 acts
Y'all music sound like artifacts
Y'all signing contracts, that y'all don't even
not enamored by our surroundings. She's the anti-stage mom. She's an immigrant mom who wants her daughter far away from the music business! And she is
alle, die noch mit uns down sind
Und immer wiederkommen, wenn wir unseren Sound bringen
Wir sind im Haus heut' Nacht
Haben euch alte Styles
at Jungle City, a sound
Studio in Manhattan's Chelsea
Neighborhood when we
Walk in, Ocean leading the way, pharrell
Williams turns down the music and greets
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is moving me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Everybody in the club!)
Oh, oh, evacuate
standpoint of the music that
I write and I think Varèse would
Have done the same thing
He was hampered by composing at a time
When the electronic facilities
the speed of sound
Ooh, it's a killing machine
It's got everything
Like a driving power
Big fat tyres and everything
I love it and I need it, I feed
album I copped
The Jungle Brothers Done by the forces of nature'
check out the cover
Afrocentric brothers just as dark as me
Hip Hop a guiding force
your music getting sold now
Have you ever heard the dope sounds
Homie really you a pro now
Nah really you's a pronoun
No sleep from the side effects
So
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
freedom
Who gave them the freedom of speech
Just choose a song, choose a song man
We can't all sound the same
But I know the music industry needs this
So
Knocked down by countless albums
Now you wonder how your ears
Just got some sexual arousal
Cuz this is how we do it
Bounce with the music
Thinking how I can
the feat of making
Even The Fugs music sound sweet
With the least musical folk-rock
Racket in history
Far from the West Coast hippy scene
New York
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
I trust)
I been fucked by so many damn managers
While they push me out front of these cameras (managers, cameras)
All this music I done gave
'Cause I don't wanna sound familiar
Want a guaranteed single, not an album filler
Give me some 90's music
I want Timbaland on it, I know he can do it
All
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Out like this, out like this, out like this
Didn't think this music would turn out like this, out like this, BHK
Didn't think this music would turn
so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
How come we ain't gettin no higher?
I know you think that you've got it all
And by making other people feel
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