Lyrics:
Yeah
Let's go back to basics
Tilt your head towards the sky, see the spaceships
Long before we were stressing over payslips
Mum's were getting
and the Benzo's
No Opiate choking your mental
Let your stress go, no dress code
Just breathe it and feel it
And if you can find it
And need some I'll get it
a definite disgrace)
Disgrace (yeah)
So I have to give the public what they want
(Fear) is just a total disruption of my stunt
(You're being very blunt)
Now
a definite disgrace)
Disgrace (yeah)
So I have to give the public what they want
(Fear) is just a total disruption of my stunt
(You're being very blunt)
Now
bitch so you get caught up in my ambush
Work up back to me to givin' a blast
As soon as his Crab-ass party I have to crash
I dash - to the cut
Grab
he know me
Because
[Chorus]
I'm coming from the Eastside of the ocean
With the macrobiotic lotion
Now let me see your hands in the air with
Screamed SORRY MISS without tryin to turn around
Catchin mad looks and stares, as I hustled up the stairs
Please let the gate be open, and I'm up and outta
"It's science and it's progress", is the standard party line
Souls have different bodies so they get no liberty
Like Mengele's experiments in 1943
A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day
I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead; anyway
Let me contemplate my thought something
Straight-laced people say grace with evil smiles
I'll stick to Velcro
Let go of these claims I hold true
This is Sage, don't say I ain't told you
Fake gold
beef chill it, blood I spill it
After seven long years of ripping the party and I'm still widdit
You call my name I don't think about suing ya
I come
the old and new bitch
I think ? ? that don't move to ? ?
Society has been the education of ?
Movin' up the escalator
Risin' to the fuckin' top
Party on,
to night,
There's a hot little baby by my side.
D! Is the dial your fingers dance.
Give it to me!
You! Under the spell of romance,
Can you let me get
I!
deep is to throw a haymaker
School rule breaker
Makin' teachers have a fit
From the Goz show that's how I learn to spit
Man, some All Star Chuck's
i met a gyrl named stacy at a party
gave her the eye she started actin naughty
talkin bout all the things she would do to me
the way she was talkin
Real Gs never go to sleep
Remembering times we creeped on our enemies
Damn we used to party and fuck up the spots
Puro desmadre running away from
come take my hand, let me set you free,
Set me free
Set me free
Everyone is dead to me, so party in the dirt, it's a jamboree, scream
Set me free
Set me
(Let's get it!)
Existence stares me to stepping stones like the railings off my chains
I'm in the vein of my own brain again, and
I'm falling prey
trends
Waking up to a text from my ex
Got me feeling like Ariana
Thank you, what's is next
Never looking back on the past
Let me tell you what is left
to the North Sea
We're spinning the knee
We cross the Danube
And soon, we join the Rhine
Past the airport, FRA
By the time, we get, to Cologne,
our calves have
to make me a redneck dime
I'm goin' to the mayor's house for a party and half of that town's gonna show
(Mr. Mayor)
By 10pm, you better call us in
Cause I
nowadays I have a decent profession
I let my previous neglections teach me a lesson
I needed direction and I needed connections
Couldn't keep me a best
my luck
Used to love our down time together
Now our time is up
Let me be nice and blunt (Nice and blunt)
There's not a fucking drop left
Nothing but
the feds, I know they eying me
Promise myself never let a ho lie to me
I watch myself
Im getting bread in low economy
I pray to God that there be to lining me
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