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11.09.2001 |
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3. | Drifted |
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7. | Lazy Moon |
8. | Raisin' The Stakes |
9. | Healing |
10. | Edge Hill |
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12. | Join Hands |
13. | Likwid |
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SV
Urban Organic, Mic mechanic
Super-human MC powers help me fly around the
planet.
Touch the Microphone device, whole countries get
flattened
Saving damsels in distress so young girls don't
panic.
Putting MCs under pressure till they crack like
ceramic
Always thought they could flow but sink like the
Titanic.
Rhymes rip through your skull like icebergs
through the hull
Survive the impact, and arctic cold freezes your
soul.
Create a new style, then break the mold
Compositions are controlled, and liable to
explode
like land mines, my crew blows through like wind
chimes.
Make it hot like fire, 200 proof like Moonshine.
Risky, playing yourself is risky
And the flows mad jazzy like Dizzy Gillespe.
And the sound be harmonious and deadly
like a harpy call either break one like Wayne
Gretzky.
No man can test me, so why try?
Focus like a samurai, stronger than a Maitai.
Or a Tsunama... I mean Tsunami
I rock it from MTV, to the BBC.
Radioactive waves short out your TV
LESB check it for me in the next galaxy.
Put it in a time capsule till the next century
In a black out use it for electricity.
Danger, high voltage
Don't feed me their daily dosage
I break it down mathematically, 99.9 is a
percentage.
Like closing fine wine the rhymes are vintage
And the universal will gives me strength like
spinach.
With dinage, I eat it like a tofu sandwich
With cabbage, I ask your girl, she knows that
I'm not the average... Nigga... who plays to
pull the trigga'
Reality's the root of the rhymes that I
configure.
Phony... Baloney, swear like Don Corleone
But when shit hit the fan they start crying like
Pretty Tony.
Tender like Roni... but wish to be bad like
Bobby
Been there, done that, smashed up
Rockin' rhymes is my hobby.
You're probably, like, what's he on
Cause I rock it from the start, till the beat is
gone.
Not in the mafia but I'm the Microphone Don
And the words that I shoot out my mouth are
Teflon.
Jeru never touch ya, Microphone wrecka'
Meet out in the stretcha'.
Step up in... my center
Try to match wits but the mentor will crush you
Jeru the Damager, the Suntoucher
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Enta in de dance, Plug it in an we begin
Crowd up in de centa, Dey watch (be dibidim)
Watch da way we drop it in a mix timin'
Rise and amplifyin' when we come in wit de swing
Just followin-da-back an natrally harmonizin'
Climb into position wit synchronized thi-ngs
Live from out da ghetto, We maximi-ing
Sound-o-da Groove Armada, We Supastylin'
We Supastylin'...[2x]
[Chorus:]
Sometime...Can you feel de pressure does unwind (sound wierd)
Sometime...
Sometime...Tru de day and tru de night
Sometime...
Sometime...You can make our pressure does unwind (this too)
Sometime...
Sometime...Its for your spirit and your mind
Sometime...
Das how we drop it (on de up on de line)
One time lyrics that must stick on ya mi-ind
Pop a bass line, I'll go (prop on propay)
My MC supa, I'll go double on de right
Go double on de right...
[Chorus]
From up da crater make da music play in time...
(think i'm wrong with this one)
Baby just recline...
Worldwide...
[repeat]
(Grazie a reds per questo testo)
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.....(music).....
Give it out (4x)
give it away, give it away
give it out (2x)
give it away,
today (9x), yeah yeah yeah.
Perhaps we're on own way,
perhaps we've gone too far,
perhaps we should slow down,
be where we really are, really are, yeah.
Today, today,
if you believe that there is no other way,
trying living, today today,
little by little in your own way.
Today,
little by little,
trying living today, today, little by little,
we're in today today,
if you believe that there is no other way,
trying living today, today, little by little,
you're on your own way,
perhaps we're on own way,
perhaps we've gone too far,
perhaps we should slow down,
be where we really are,
where we really are, ohh,
where we really are,
today, today, trying living today, today,
today,
little by little,
trying living today today, little by little,
be where we really are,
little by little,
today, today,
...be where we really are...
(Grazie a Tomato per questo testo)
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Bomb! One-ton bomb! Bomb! bomb beedomb bomb,
Bomb! One-ton bomb! Beebomb people call me the Bomb.
(repeat)
(Thanks to Matt for these lyrics)
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Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend
In my time of need
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend,
I call on you my friend
Listen, Listen, Listen
(Chorus)
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend
In my time of need
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend,
I call on you my friend
Whenever I'm down
And all thats going on
Is really going wrong
Just one of those days again
You say the right things
To keep me moving on
To keep me going strong
Whenever I'm down
ain't nobody
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend
A helping hand you lend
In my time of need
Whenever I'm down
I call on you my friend,
I call on you my friend
Whenever I'm down
And all thats going on
Is really going wrong
Just one of those days again
You say the right things
To keep me moving on
To be going strong
Repeat Chorus
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when i love you
i do
when i need you
i do
when i take too many laxatives
i do .................. do
in my pants
oh yeah baby
all over my docker's
and the stain defender is only on the outisde
so i got shit stains all over baby
and i blame you
i do
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