Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Total Recall, artist - Masta Ace. Album song The Falling Season, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.05.2016
Record label: HHV
Song language: English
Total Recall |
| Peace world and welcome the World’s Supreme Team |
| And I will let everybody know, right now |
| Wake up your mother, your father |
| Your sisters, your brothers, let them know |
| That the World’s Famous Supreme Team is officially on the air |
| Yeah, it told black men’s time’s up |
| O.C. |
| how they do when you climbs up |
| Yeah, see how it is when it lines up |
| You never know how it all winds up |
| But the journey’s fascinating |
| Outside by the stores where they had you waiting |
| Trying to get that news and your radio |
| Yo don’t let the dial roll pass the station |
| Is you all the way tuned in, this is so Sheep |
| This is Good Times, born from a slow week |
| Imagine every day’s like five years |
| Now, do the math for my peers |
| Wow, one week’s like a lifetime |
| Hey, ballpark in the nighttime |
| Wow, long blade when the knife shine |
| Damn, I’m just try to have a nice time |
| This is total recall |
| Like catch the groove with big beats y’all |
| Not rock and roll and freak freak y’all |
| Just hear the words that we speak y’all |
| Ah Total recall |
| Just Krush, The Groove and Beat Street y’all |
| You can live the life with big dreams y’all |
| It’s the World’s Famous Supreme Team y’all |
| You are listening to the World’s Famous Supreme Team show |
| I wanna say peace to all the gods out in Madison New Jersey |
| I also like to say peace to the brothers at Asbury Park |
| We was up there just the other day, we’re gonna be doing |
| A party up there short, so stay tuned for that information |
| Feels like the days of eighties |
| Bounce, rock, skating daisy lady |
| For the hickies on her neck that you gave your lady |
| Spent the next two decades raising babies |
| Man the Ville could have made me crazy |
| But I’m so sane, so fly, big rings and gold chains |
| Big planes and bring in the cocaine |
| Running Miles, Mingus and Coltrane |
| Try to soothe my soul |
| But I rather write lines try to prove I’m cold |
| So cold like the twelfth month |
| But I can’t let myself pond |
| I got to go for it like parcels |
| Cause they just want to put us in them small cells |
| I know they hope this man will fall |
| But Doctor King on my nana wall |
| And old-timers on the front bench |
| And they told me I should stand tall |
| So I keep my head in the clouds |
| And try to get to the park, ahead of the crowds |
| Everybody in the hood got they radio’s loud |
| But ain’t nobody better than ours, turn it up |
| This is total recall |
| Like catch the groove with big beats y’all |
| Not rock and roll and freak freak y’all |
| Just hear the words that we speak y’all |
| Total recall |
| Just Krush, The Groove and Beat Street y’all |
| You can live the life with big dreams y’all |
| It’s the World’s Famous Supreme Team y’all |
| That’s right we have Doctor Rock and the Force MC’s |
| They in the house tonight |
| They will be doing a little something |
| Yes see, Allah Mathematics is in the house |
| T.C., Stevie D, |
| Stay tuned for Doctor Rock |