Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flawless, artist - Living Legends. Album song Almost Famous, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.10.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Legendary
Song language: English
Flawless |
«But I am different, I want it more than any of them!» |
«You'll get your chance. |
One day things will change.» |
«When? |
When will they change?» |
«Probably when you least expect it…» |
Put that pixel in your mind and it might come true. |
It ain’t over, here it comes again |
Hold it on my shoulders 'til I can’t hold it in |
Life ain’t about what you see, it’s about where you been |
And when you get there it’s time to go again |
Sifting through your imprints brings me to this |
Never let go, never give up hope 'cause that’s it |
If I let go of the hope and fall in the pit of injustice |
It’s just not right, high plane drift into the light |
Sharing my thoughts on the spot so there was never no secrets |
She was ever clever, so decent |
So adequate for my etiquette |
So I let it hit the bottom of my head and it’s |
A dead page in a story that’s been told so many times in the scroll |
That I keep going for control |
Beautified, intensified |
Colors hide in the backdrop, who am I to supervise |
Your pitch over the backstop |
Simplified, compromised |
Flowin' under the lifelines 'cause you and I is a suicide |
I testified in the right lines |
I designed an outline of your features in my sketchbook |
Take a look at my past and answer questions your askin' |
Fasten seatbelts for the whiplash is massive |
Crashin' into the brick wall I barricaded my ass in |
Fascinated by beauty |
To document it’s my duty |
Artistry come to life in my eyes 'cause you’re my moving- |
Picture, pixellating kaleidoscope |
Highest hopes I could ever match |
Titillating my mind to cope with any problem that shows his face |
No disgrace, no embarrassment, never care for opinions in your presence |
You’re the second half to my essence |
Your life is so intoxicating |
To a drunken, skinny, broken, open, white guy |
'Cause I’m siftin' through your imprints that brought me to this |
Never let go, never give up hope 'cause that’s it |
If I let go of the hope and fall in the pit of injustice |
It’s just not right, high plane drift into the light |
It ain’t over here it comes again… |
Her blowin' have me growin', knowin' I hit the jackpot |
Silky, symmetrical, round, juicy, sexual |
Too acceptable, smellin' like watermelons |
Tellin' all my friends about her every limb |
There’s no comparison |
Her hair in the wind got men sniffin' |
Wishin' they could be in my position |
I paid my dues though |
Now I move slow along the curb smooth ride |
Back up fool, you cannot drive |
I make my dreams come alive |
Exotic non-narcotics getting me high |
Waterfall visions, cover girl missions |
Soundtrack to her would be some smooth Lonnie Liston |
Me? |
I’m like a piston, but I’m not dissin' |
She holds herself well and I respect that |
Listen, if there’s one thing I know it’s go for what you do |
I did, it’s all true |
Neglected to way too cool |
On them low standards |
I’m a planner you a player what layer |
Let me take a gander |
It ain’t over, here it comes again |
Hold it on my shoulders 'til I can’t hold it in |
Life ain’t about what you see, it’s about where you been |
And when you get there it’s time to go again |
Flew off the scale of one to ten when the skin tone was in |
Perfect light, candlelight, or the lamps you can dim |
With the twist of a knob, don’t claim to be a heartthrob |
But I had my fair share of dimes I’ve had to move on |
And pass you by you dot a million desks |
Most can only dream of the girls that found my rest |
Beautiful creatures that stay without the reaches |
To live in seclusion, they may hit the beaches |
Exotica eroticas, never rock the Nautica |
Maybe some Prada and extra cool with nada |
Nothin', but get 'em naked and flawless |
Wake up they look good little the flyest |
And I think back, when’s the last time you seen a Legend |
Bail with something busted? |
Let me help you out, never |
It may seem callous and shallow, forgive me |
I meant it, fly girls is like equipment |
Top of the line helps the product come tight |
Watch we pooled the girls that make the good wives |
And life is so grand when you’re already the man but you really ain’t the man |
Now my people understand what I’m sayin' |
I’m just layin' back, no approachin' |
When I be out with wifey best believe she’s the dopest |
Or one of the dopest, so many to hold focus |
The young crop to make jaws drop and laws broken |
Just jokin', statutory that’s another story |
Hormones and food got youngsters ripe for bonin' |
Ownin', oh as the mackin' continues |
Stars in tight clothes be huntin' us at venues |
An then proves competition ain’t friendly |
We got the quality, quantities empty |
Loyal untouchable drawers that y’all will never see |
But give us a shot at your girl, they’ll probably fuck with me |
It ain’t over, here it comes again |
Hold it on my shoulders 'til I can’t hold it in |
Life ain’t about what you see, it’s about where you been |
And when you get there it’s time to go again |
With beauty comes duty, few see the filthy |
Not guilty I had to pass, ass |
Got me wantin' somethin that ain’t worthy |
Surely, I can see through most wannabes, watch friends change up |
Relationships, bitches with attitude come out quick |
What you think you got somethin', shit |
Not this again, pissed again |
Wished again some bliss to get no kisses when eternity |
Such absurdity, I thought words would be the gate to my heart |
Not burnin' me, but I’mma stay cool as Sammy Davis and ride this shit out |
But you can’t lie this shit out |
It used to be hard just to write this shit out |
But I usually had to fight this shit out |
But I’ma live this shit out |
Like being locked up for 30 years |
Walk out with a hand of cement tears |
Weird to be out in the car seein' the world |
Got picked up by a girl and you see the lights pullin' you over in the rear: |
Radar clock 90 I’m gonna have to see everybody I. D |
I thought I was free but I really did a 360 |
(See I just got out an um, see…) |
It ain’t over, here it comes again |
Hold it on my shoulders 'til I can’t hold it in |
Life ain’t about what you see, it’s about where you been |
And when you get there it’s time to go again |