Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Swan Lake, artist - Blackalicious. Album song Melodica, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.07.2012
Record label: INgrooves
Song language: English
Swan Lake |
| Sittin on top of the bay, watchin the tide |
| It’s time to break the tension away, come take a ride |
| As you enter the dimension of the crew SoleSides |
| It ain’t nuttin goin on but a party |
| Now brothers wanna flex but I’m over they heads |
| I got the funky type of style to rip your vocals to shreds |
| I’m never runnin from the Feds wearin red Pro Keds |
| Cause -- I ain’t did nuttin to no-BODY! |
| I dedicate that line to Shack from South Central |
| Not sayin I’m the baddest but I know I got potential |
| For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you |
| Your style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench you |
| My soul is one with all although my ego is against you |
| See rap is a raw meat, so now I got to mince you |
| I’m playin rappers out like an old pair of gym shoes |
| I can do anything, I can do anything |
| Crusin down the street in my six-four Impala |
| Is what I’d like to be doin if only I had the dollars |
| A baller ain’t a baller if he ain’t got balls |
| A scholar ain’t a scholar if he ain’t got scho-lastic |
| Education, and if not that, then learn from life |
| Beyond all of the material crap |
| A human ain’t a human if he doesn’t make mistakes |
| And the name of this song is Swan Lake |
| A planet ain’t a planet if it don’t have wars |
| A battle ain’t a battle if you don’t catch scars |
| A mind that ain’t inquisitive really doesn’t got |
| Shit to live for if you can’t explore the |
| Realms of thought you ought not test lest |
| You be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped for a |
| Bead from the weed lady, thought it was the bomb |
| Really wasn’t nuttin but a bag of strong palms |
| Lost twenty dollars, didn’t get high |
| Maybe next time I use my finances right |
| Live another day, learn another lesson |
| Ain’t no need to get my mental status cold stressin |
| That it’s so ill that it’s fo'-real that it’s |
| No skill displayed, de shades gone now |
| So it’s time to build my own umbrella |
| Tell it tell her hella mellow fellows loungin |
| Better bread I never fled a header of the sounds and |
| All I wanna do is run my own universe |
| Grab the mic and let my spirit just FLOCK when I croon a verse |
| Mind over matter, spirit over mind |
| A doobie and a skin funky breakbeats and rhymes |
| A true blue homey to the end reminiscin with your |
| Sister in the living room gin |
| A life with a plan nine acres on a land |
| Building self by yourself helpin out a fellow man |
| Prepare for the essence when your inner soul’s free |
| Before the departure plantin of the right seed |
| I think what everybody’s strivin for is peace of mind |
| I’m thinkin the world is full of inner places that are out there to find |
| Manipulated minds need to make an escape |
| And the name of this song is Swan Lake |
| Manipulated minds need to make an escape |
| And the name of this song is Swan Lake |