Lyrics Baby Sleep Through the Night - Lullaby Baby

Baby Sleep Through the Night - Lullaby Baby
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Date of issue: 10.05.2011
Song language: English

Baby Sleep Through the Night

Now, let we warm this beat up and then put my feet up
Turn the system up and then we’ll blow the speakers
We’ve come to fill your cup until it flows over
We’ve got more flows then there are rich people driving range rovers
Now, Call me Noah cos you know I never spring leaks
I bring more heat to these beats then a flame thrower
Tight like a boa' Krakatoa mamma-mia
We’re blowing up like Aaliyah?
Word to Melbourne my sister by brethren
It’s all in the family here like Tasmanian loving, yeah
We go to work on 'em, then go berserk on 'em
We go where no one’s gone before get captain Kirk on 'em
So come on get into it, these flows move fluid
We came to hit you with a little bit of our music
And guys love it when girls shake their big bottoms
So come do what your body feels the beat warrants
One day I’ll make Bjork my wife
And we can share hot nights
In the land of ice
'Til then I’ll rock the back clubs pubs and shitty dives like
Psilocybin up-sliding absorbent minds
I can make it hard for you hard headed guys
I can point out that the government lies
I can make the lord of the dance lord of the flies
I can even make a Christian believe god switched sides
Which is why you better perk up, I get worked up
I drink encyclopaedias and lyrics get blurghked up
I shudder to think, what I could do with this ink
Just some paper and pen, my mic mouth and some phlegm
And when I begin and begun, weapon concealed by a tongue
Ammo inside my two lungs, letting the beat run then I’m killing it
And no you don’t want to miss it
I’m different, this is the sum of my spirit, in it and everything near it
Lyrics like babies delivered, word is born
I’ll even make an atheist believe it and say «good god»
It’s all about a good time and if your
All out of order get feeling better
I want your daughter, wants someone better
Work it out, come on, work it out
Now It’s all about a real good time
And if you feel all out of order get feeling better
Man I want your daughter, she wants someone better
Work it out, come on, work it out
We’ll take the piss, escape your disses
Smoke your spliffs and take your misses
Like Moses, I’m gonna part MC’s
Like David and Goliath, don’t even try it
I’m half in it for the art and half as a joke
Just something to do while the human race chokes
And hopefully inspire a rebel alliance
Take the empire and meddle with science
So they won’t cut genomes or make smoke free zones
I’ll die an organism puffin' on your Al Capone’s
Hey bong smokers, who’s in the house?
Chilling on your sofas dodgy bottles in your mouths
This if for the yuppies the monks the hussies
And the musicologists and border collie puppies
So rock to the rhythm like a Casio rap man
Listen to my bloke on the decks from Pakistan
Aw shit, that’s fat man
Elastic bands can’t flex like this
We give ya gastro when we’re dropping our shit
We turn it up, like heaters in Darwin
You digging my jargon?
Check what’s happening
I got more ladies then the men in the Vatican
I rocked first floor now I’m ready for Madison
Step to my tower like my name was Sarumon
Joal wrote that cos my flows are gelatinous
Sometimes I suck, other times I’m fabulous
I got more hippy chicks then a rock of Amethyst
I got more props then cops got cannabis
I got more fame then freight trains got carriages
My brain waves to blame, I got speech flatulence
I blow up spots, like teenage acne
Got so much ??
everybody wants to…
It’s all about a good time and if your
All out of order get feeling better
I want your daughter, wants someone better
Work it out, come on, work it out
Now It’s all about a real good time
And if you feel all out of order get feeling better
Man I want your daughter, she wants someone better
Work it out, come on, work it out
Get the picture?
Get the picture?
It’s all about a good time and if your
All out of order get feeling better
I want your daughter, wants someone better
Work it out, come on, work it out
Now It’s all about a real good time
And if you feel all out of order get feeling better
Man I want your daughter, she wants someone better
Work it out, come on, work it out
Get the picture?
Get the picture?
Get the picture?
Get the picture?

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Artist lyrics: Lullaby Baby