Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song So Good, artist - Brian Culbertson. Album song Secrets, in the genre
Date of issue: 15.09.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bluemoon, Mesa, Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
So Good |
That’s loud and unbendin' |
I spend my time healin' and mendin', together |
It’s a question of whether live positive well I give |
P-Nut joins our back, must be arthritic |
Tim is from the '70's and so we live it |
SA has the wisdom of a Nobel Laureate |
I’m down for our days of glory |
It’s easy to do when you’re up with Sexton |
A rhythmatic genius, turnin' up the next one |
Would you know, you’re a bro |
I flow in that circumstance |
You’ll get your chance |
Because payback is a motherfuckin' mission |
To the sharp-ass rocks slippin' on us but we rock |
It comes to writin' on us derision |
Sendin' you a voice now we’re sendin' you a vision |
And those who fought me |
They say they taught me everythin' I know |
I go aww, when I hear that, that chit and that chat, bullshit |
So sick of me knowin' everything, saying |
In your face, that’s right |
And it feels so good |
In your face, yeah |
It feels so good |
Take it to 'em bro, throw down, now say |
Settin' forth a course I’m really wiggin' out |
In my dome I roam, no time to doubt |
Fucked up you right there while I was rhymin' |
Now you’re sulkin' in the corner, a baby cryin' |
Hittin' up now we feelin' to rock Mars |
Fuckin' up the shit, now their heads bob |
We ain’t new to Jack Swing, the groove and that |
We got crazy factiffs and we all that |
I don’t often rock and I’m a laureate |
I don’t pull the punch you know I’m throwin' it |
Freestyles my style on the mic and flex |
You’re stalkin' the mind of a punk that’s next |
I get restarted now that I started you know |
A condition which I keep close together |
Like the kind buds you know my scene |
My team thinks I sin supreme |
But you, the weasel |
Try to bring us down but in reality |
It make you look like a clown |
Too bad cause we’ll be sittin' in the sun |
And choose a rocky ass fast ball |
In your face, that’s right |
And it feels so good |
Choose a lock y’all |
In your face, yeah |
It feels so good |
Yo, P-Nut, beat that thing |
Won’t you warm the mic Nicholas |
Can’t get with this my stream |
Of conscience is a sea |
Much like Bukowski with a rage |
Speakin' to page |
Beasts in the cage |
Jumpin' off the stage |
Divin', thrivin' |
Strivin' for a better day or say |
Beat back by flesh |
Shattered doors braggin' fists |
To the sky we’re feelin' high |
Has to live and die |
Just take a moment |
To have a bit once in a while |
You know, you know |
I do it daily and like it |
But that’s my style, yeah, here I go |
In your face and down your throat |
And it feels so good, 'fraid so |
Fuck it up y’all |
In you face and down your throat |
It feels so good, that’s all |