I'm a pale imitator of a boy in the sky
With a cap in his head and a knot in his tie
I'm the light in the mall when the power is gone
A shadow in a corner
Just playin' along!
I'm gonna lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if a get a car
A moment to ride
Because I know if I ever tear living with you
You've got a holding chain
And you don't know what to do!
You'd stop!
You wanna do it
But you don't know what you doin' baby
A-a-a-a-aha
You wanna feel it,
But you don't know what you're feeling tonight!
And if you're thinking
And I don't know what you're thinking baby
A-a-a-a-aha
You go on thinking
And you gonna make it alright!
I'm in Prada boy [?]
I'm a late [?] not a heart in [?]
I got Saturday night, enoughs been said
If I ever had to do it,
Well, you know I wouldn't care
I'd just get down, I'm loving the feat
And if I wanna talk back, the message is free
I never found a ray and [?]
And if you can't partake, you get 'em alive
You get a heart
You wanna do it
But you don't know what you doin' baby
A-a-a-a-aha
You wanna feel it,
But you don't know what you're feeling tonight!
And if you're thinking
And I don't know what you're thinking baby
A-a-a-a-aha
You go on thinking
And you gonna make it alright!
Every time we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act like we don't care
But it's true, you do, nothing is left
So I guess I'm right!
New word, onomatopoeia [?] boom
Quit acting like you don't wanna be here.
f*ck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove ma
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Got off a plane to the countryside,
I drove to the mountain and holding the ground
There was crack on the corner and someone dead,
and fire coming out of the monkey's head
Chorus:
Don't get lost in heaven
They got locks on the gate
Don't go over the edge
you'll make a big mistake
Put me in a cab to suburbia
I just took a line but I wasn't with you
There was more of it there, when I got back home
But you had left me,you don't know my soul...
You're a whole bad mistake,yeah,you're a whole one...
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
But they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
I need a gun to keep myself from harm
The poor people are burning in the sun
No, they ain't got a chance
They ain't got a chance
I need a gun
Cos all I do is dance
Cos all I do is dance
In my backpack
I got my act right
In case you act quite difficult
And your result is weakin'
With anger and discontent
Some are seeking and searching like nimnoy
I'm a peace-loving decoy
Ready for retaliation
I change the whole location to a pine box six-under
Impulsive don't ask wild wonder
Orders given to me is:
strike and I'm thunder with lightning fast reflexes on constant alert
from the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure
Seems like everybody's out to test ya
'til they see your brake
They can't conceal the hate
That consumes you
I'm the reason why you flipped your soosa
Chill with your old lady at the tilt
I got a 90 days digit
And I'm filled with guilt
From things that I've seen
Your water's from a bottle
mine's from a canteen
At night I hear the shots
Ring so I'm a light sleeper
The cost of life,
it seems to get cheaper
out in the desert
with my street sweeper
The war is over
So said the speaker with the flight suit on
Maybe to him I'm just a pawn
So he can advance
Remember when I used to dance
Man, all I want to do is dance
In demon days, it's cold inside
You don't get nobody, people sigh
It's so bad, lasting far, but love yourself
Hiding in a hole in there
All the glasses are too big
Bring it back, got to hold it back
To let you do that yet you don't want me back
Before it fall down, falling down falling down
Falling out to go far from the sun
Well these demon days are so cold inside
It's so hard to live, so to survive
You can't even trust the air you breathe
Cause Mother Earth has a soul to leave
When lies become reality
You love yourself because it's easy
Pick yourself up it's a brand new day
So turn yourself round
Don't burn yourself, turn yourself
Turn yourself around to the soul
To the soul, to the soul...
To the soul, to the soul...
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
Yeah... Ha Ha!
Finally someone let me out of my cage
Now, time for me is nothing cos I'm counting no age
Now I couldn't be there
Now you shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Intangible
Bet you didn't think so I command you to
Panoramic view
Look I'll make it all manageable
Pick and choose
Sit and lose
All you different crews
Chicks and dudes
Who you think is really kickin' tunes?
Picture you gettin' down in a picture tube
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional
Mystical? Maybe
Spiritual
Hearable
What appears in you is a clearer view cos you're too crazy
Lifeless
To know the definition for what life is
Priceless
For you because I put you on the hype shit
You like it?
Gunsmokin' righteous with one token
Psychic among those
Possess you with one go
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless,but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy, I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
The essence the basics
Without it you make it
Allow me to make this
Childlike in nature
Rhythm
You have it or you don't that's a fallacy
I'm in them
Every sprouting tree<
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snatch a piece of my wonderin'
distant-far like yonderin'
skin of my tooth like
seat of my boot like
fly in my soup like
where's the waitress?
can i take this, really, can i finish this?
these years and all these creatures
it's my mistake, i'll make it
j-dub to the boom now make it
bounce-wiggle bounce-wiggle
shakin' all them bangs out
chemical cutthroats
bound to blow the brain out
cut to the brain
this ain't no game
i'll show no shame
i'll birth this blame
i'm twisted cain
i'll twist again
i'll push the blade
as plain as day
known to what these sayers say
known to what these doers do
it's you and who and you-know-where
we's about to take it there
we's about to make it clear
we happy or we lonesome
the long jump, the beat heart, from start to finish
ten spoons of spinach
the soul and the spillage
the cup that runneth ovah
we turn up the o-god!
all alone
(all alone)
close your eyes and see
when there ain't no light
all you'll ever be
come and save the night
cause i don't leave
when the morning comes, it doesn't
seem to say an awful lot to me
Magic for me
Magic make no sound
It good for me
It good for me underground
Magic on me
Really got me down
Invade the city
It make my heart beat no sound
Beat no sound
Beat no sound (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Beat no sound
Beat no sound
Beat no sound (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
And let me tell myself
Tell on
She turned my dad on
She turned my dad on
Dad on
Dad on!!
Magic for me
Magic get me through
We pledge it money
People seem to walk through you
Magic's funny
Magic get me through
All good for me
When people seem to always walk through you
Walk through you
Walk through you (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Walk through you
Walk through you
Walk through you (ooh ooh ooh ooh)
Walk through you
Walk through you
Walk through you
And let me tell myself
Tell on
She turned my dad on
She turned my dad on
Dad on
Dad on
She made me kill myself
Come on
Come on
She turned my dad on
Come on
She turned my dad on
Come on
She turned my dad on
She turned my dad on
Dad on
Dad on
The world is spinnin' too fast
I'm buyin' lead Nike shoes
To keep myself tethered
To the days I tried to lose (Oh Yeah)
My mama said to slow down
You must make your own shoes
Stop dancin' to the music
Of Gorillaz in a happy mood (Oh Yeah)
Keep a mild groove on
They do the bump (8x)
There ya go!
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
There's a monkey in the jungle
Watchin' a vapour trail
Caught up in the conflict
Between his brain and his tail (Oh Yeah)
And if time's elimination
Then we got nothin' to lose
Please repeat the message
It's the music that we choose (Oh Yeah)
Keep a mild groove on
They do the bump (8x)
OK bring it down
Yeah, we gonna break out
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
Get the cool!
Get the cool shoeshine!
