Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Love Ov My Life , by - Eligh. Song from the album Miss Busdriver (Rachel) EP, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 11.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Love Ov My Life |
| My condition is that you listen up real close |
| Don’t let details fall through cracks |
| Or get taxed by folks who don’t quote |
| My imagination covers the land you walk upon |
| The sand dunes and sunlight reflect off the mic I talk upon |
| I once had a vision of love and now I’m entirely enthralled |
| Girl don’t try to be the one because I’m involved |
| Sounds waves enslave my heart forever and a day |
| Separate me from that is a suicidal serenade |
| Of notes entitled True and Vital Escapades |
| Territories so vast light speed couldn’t cover my caravan |
| When I die my man bury me with my ASR |
| Sound proof my ash box and blast me off to the bluest star |
| I’m the truest hardcore music lover you ever met |
| And I’ll never let anyone, anything |
| Any substance take me out of that |
| Cause that, is the reason I’m here on this earth |
| If you identify put your hands in the sky real high |
| I’ll never be anyone else, real life, real talk |
| My level will never falter alters my soul |
| Metamorphasize my culture |
| Inanimate objects come to life when I blast off in my saucer |
| Alien concepts to those who live their life unconscious |
| Cause she’s the love of my life |
| You feel that bass in her steps |
| She takes that underground into sight plain as day |
| In the mind of a man who’s in love in time |
| It’ll bring this world to it’s feet |
| Unite the youngsters on streets |
| And quench that hunger for peace |
| She was treated like a piece of ass |
| Cheated on repeatedly but I could never ever leave |
| A different chick on my sleeve |
| Now pick the city, pick a state |
| Check the Facebook and try to relate |
| I need a break from the ball and chain syndrome |
| Did it right, did it wrong, did it all night to the morn |
| And saw the gift you want and let these cuddly Luck arms |
| I’d rather cut the sidekick and write out the poem |
| I’m always gone, you probably want a better man |
| I’m seeing through you freaks that I meet like a sonogram |
| Drama and a hot cup of lava ran dim heart broke |
| But the music so dope, I’m a hold her hand forever |
| And ever ever ever ever, she never let me down |
| Like a string from Geppetto I’m her puppet |
| But I let her have control |
| Cause the weather feels right, when I write yeah |
| On a clear blue day watching flicks on a Blu-Ray |
| Talking on the bluetooth music is my true dame |
| Now I don’t need no real lames or Mary-Janes |
| Or any other type of chick that mighta contain |
| My attention will remain on my babe |
| Maybe we can have a three but she way more special to me |
| She don’t lie, so fond, be expressing her free |
| The way she own hard drive so sexually I’m on it |
| My tongue it fell in love when I was young |
| I spoke the words that got me sprung |
| Speak through hymns throughout the gyms |
| In open recess with my friends |
| And now and then I find myself distracted |
| Irrational action ensue and life will lose it’s traction |
| Don’t back me in a corner girl cause I’m lashing |
| Out like a ____ if you try to block me from my shit |
| You’ll always be number two and it’s this sound that I pursue |
| It means too much for me to lose |
| We got this two way street to cruise so don’t cry |