Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sails to the Wind, artist - Dirty Heads. Album song Any Port in a Storm, in the genre Ска
Date of issue: 02.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Five Seven
Song language: English
Sails to the Wind |
One by one, just then we’ll turn our heads |
We will make them all Dirty Heads oh no |
But then they’ll run and hide, but they can’t hide for long |
Well the Dirty Heads, just tell 'em we’re comin' for you |
We won’t stop until, the job is done |
But then they’ll run and hide, but we will find them before, the night is |
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Listen to my lyrics, let 'em keep you afloat |
I know that when I think ya can please don’t rock the boat |
Went down to the well yo to make myself a wish |
I threw my coin in, kid this is what I spit |
I’m a rhythm composer, verbal bulldozer |
March up the beat like a lyric solider |
That’s what I told ya, didn’t want’a tell ya |
My rhymes are so hot that they call me the melter |
I sense the anger, I sense the danger |
Sound the alarm, there’s a wolf in the manger |
Sails to the wind while I burn oxygen |
I’m breathin' out words till the lights get dim |
Call me captain, dirty head, one mic |
I’m at the top of the mast while ya look into the night |
Put up your shrouds, cause the wind blows slow |
Grey sky’s are comin' so watch out below |
One by one, just then we’ll turn our heads |
We will make them all Dirty Heads oh no |
But then they’ll run and hide, but they can’t hide for long |
Well the Dirty Heads, just tell 'em we’re comin' for you |
We won’t stop until, the job is done |
But then they’ll run and hide, but we will find them before, the night is |
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Beware of the audio, storm in the form |
Adjusting your eyes because we’re out of the norm |
I’m cushing the lines but you’ve been forewarned |
And rushing my rhymes cause I keep my shit torn |
So ranger, ranger, who dropped the banger |
Dirty J comin' hard straight out of the hanger |
I get entangled, I hit the angles |
Falling from the sky on the wings of an angel |
Been enough to tear with the stereo blare |
BUT THIS SHIT GOES OUT TO THE HEADPHONE WEARERS |
When we got coy with the uni-shine the light? |
And even if the monitor’s out I’ma still gonna shine the mic |
So lay all your troubles on my shoulders I can take it |
I’m reachin' for the mic we’ll get your fuckin' spine shakin' |
Complication, I’ma adjacent, get you brain facin' |
And hurry up your body cause the Dirty Heads are waitin' |
Well the Dirty Heads, just tell 'em we’re comin' for you |
We won’t stop until, the job is done |
But then they’ll run and hide, but we will find them before, the night is |
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