Lyrics:
me
lyrically bionically you're panicked be
You end up in the ? as I begat
Fertilizin your chrome dome boils sore medicated
All flows
at the back now
Free is the needle it's moving through the track now
Dance to the drummer's beats we need new sticks
Bounce around the vibes like acoustics
at the back now
Free is the needle it's moving through the track now
Dance to the drummer's beats we need new sticks
Bounce around the vibes like acoustics
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods
Precious metals round our necks and arms
We tear it up y'all
nothingness brought forth all of existence
So don't mind me if I seem a little off-key, or I sing a little off-key
It's more than mere melody
I'm in tune
rappers
All of y'all under me rappers
Y'all need the God
Need a day to relax, get a massage
Al Jarreau on the track, Al Jarreau of rap
Made the Mets
to the strip mall
Drugs on the stove
I whip ‘em off into a football
The judge tryna throw the book at
Me just like a book worm
I'ma pimp and I get at y'all
I sip
Ghetto to ghetto, backyard to yard
We tear it up y'all, bless the mic with the gods (come on)
Precious metals round our necks and arms (yea)
We
still on the floor
I looked around
Realized you were leaving me
I saw the back of your dress
As you slipped through the door
As you slipped through
Yo, I dedicate to this to you
To all my fans, keeping y'all in health
Let's tell this Whitey Ford to go fuck himself
'Cause it's cruel when you
me a genius, but hell I ain't even close
A head full of questions, fumbling and stumbling around
Hell I couldn't even tell you where I'll be a few
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
kids speakin' 'cause it's naturally in us
But the false prophets by tellin' us we born sinners
Venders of hate, got me battlin' my own mind state
Like blue band by by zero
Zero by zero is around
We around
Yeah we move it by the pound
Can't see me lost and found
See the victory it was bound
Money
the ocean
After all is said & done
You're still the only one
When I look into your eyes
You make me realize
True love never dies
After all
& as time goes
me
All my life, all my life
I've wanted to understand
There's a man on the corner he's got the moon in his eyes
He just comes here to visit and he
acoustic nerves
When I swerve I'm busting adjectives and verbs at curves
Hear the thunder then I melt the frozen tundra, sank Titanics
Crack solid
Oh, this why they show me mad love all around the world (all around the world)
This why they show me mad love all around the world (all around
through all and I'm still living
Only real ass people still deal with me
Know some niggas right now who will kill with me
Pull that chopper out let
Spinning All Around
The Room is Spinning
Do do do, do do do, do do do do do do do (x4)
Spinning, spinning
And the room is spinning
Produced by
Yeah, start wit' that one
Yo, yo, yo
My acoustic pugilistic lingustic rap fabric
Is a mixture of Arabic, Sanscrit, English, italics
I talk
Drums: Liam Genockey
Bass Guitar: Pete Zorn
Keyboards: Ian Lynn
Woodblocks: Frank Ricotti
Acoustic Guitar: Gerry Rafferty
Clarinets/Strings Arranged By
If my life had a soundtrack it would be acoustic
With songs about the way I laugh
At my ability to love things that I can't have
If my life were
Look I just wanna feel alright
Chill out with the guys
Party all through the night
You know that normal life
Take me back to the time
Look I just
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