Lyrics:
Dynamic Dan The Drummer Man
Words & Music by Erika Paul
From the cd entitled, "Scat's My Bag"
Have you heard Dynamic Dan?
He's a drummin' man
the drive-by
You gotta get your groove on, before you go get paid
So tip up your cup and throw your hands up
And let me hear the party say
I'm kinda
Angeke, angeke
Ay azange ngibalinde, ngibashiye sebeza ngakhona marn
As'gcwalise ama ice igroove e suke ngo 5
Ngithi si on sekunuk' icologne
Mina ngeke
Yea, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothing, to all the people that lived above the
Buildings that I
Salgo su un paio di
Włoska modelka w Milanie
Na dachu chce ze mną zajarać gibona
Najpierw potwierdza to na instagramie
Że to popularna persona
Chce by
are loved by everybody
Everybody’s platinum selling album, caught an early body
I mean, both my offerings went double platinum
So that means the people
insulted by the proposal
It's like they forget I'm the mogul
The trainers are in JD Australia
And that means we're goin' global
I don't wanna be
just pressed
Will be gripped by the DJ's fingertips
Slipped out of the crate, out the sleeve
Laid on the technique and played out my speak-ers
Ears glued
not fake
and I heard Robert Palmer wants to do a remake, huh
when it comes to rhymes don't steal or take
be origanal don't duplicate
cause I'm 5 foot 10
[Intro: "interviewer" (Skinnyman)]
"So Skinnyman, now that you've signed a deal with talkin loud and your currently
recording your album, how's this
I'm riding on the 5.40
Taking people back home in the morning
Find a safe spot and curl up against the window
Thoughts forming in my head, i'm
Step 1: Choose your drums
Step 2: Assemble your drums
Step 3: Add your melody
Step 4: Write a hook
Step 5: Record your hook
Yeah, yeah, new
mort, c'est l'album de ma vie
J'suis rentré dans ta tèss, y avait pas tant d'cadors
Les pules-cra vendent la mort, j'm'en fous d'tes ventes balourd
Kranichstein, Lowrider, High 5
Aj, dreh' dein Album auf Stand-by
Jetzt kommt OL, Bandanas mit Tec-9s
Du solltest wegbleiben, alles vorbei
Du weißt doch, wie
Standhaft, mein Herz ist gepanzert
Weil ich keine Angst hab vor dir und deiner Mannschaft
Die meisten wollen Krampfhaft 'ne 5-Sterne Residenz im Game sein
[Chorus]
Runaway, run for your life he's returned...
[Carlos Coy]
I ain't worked in 2 years, guess who's back
Still, my whole albums sell like
a shitty job, 5 days and 50 bob
And after debt collectors I got just enough to get written off
My crew the dirtiest Funkoars you heard of us
Second album
This song is definitely one of the 'filler' tracks on the album. Never played in concert (that I can remember) and hardly ever mentioned by anyone.
asleep
You know you're ghetto when you think you represent
But them niggas on your block ain't spendin' a red cent
And tryin' to buy your album (nigga
sponsered by Nike
All this hype be surroundin me
And I heard that on the block that you was clowin me, sayin
You ain't my homie to be a cold day in hell
stick
I snort caine, and do cocktails
Make way for the six five killa whale
That love to box and don't care if I die
With fists that will open and shut
das neue Album?“-Fragen
Und du fragst mich, wie es Jan geht?
Ich frage mich, was dich das angeht
Ich will hier weg, ich muss pissen und dein Telefon
and silence meet
Blue waters of Santa Maria
Sanctuary, where the oceans still breed
Then day comes to an end
And twilight's falling
Fishermen are gathering by
doubt you do, I'm down to drop
My album soon that's bound to
Flop then down a few
And Mounty Bop around the room without a top
I'm out of tune and out
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