Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Touch You, artist - Reflection Eternal. Album song Train Of Thought, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rawkus Entertainment
Song language: English
Touch You |
'Bout to touch you just right |
All night we gonna to shine the light |
'Bout to touch you just right |
Piakhan floating on the mighty clouds of joy |
Building a future, yo, for my baby boy (uh huh) |
I moved form the hood yet the shit still in me |
And your opinion is nothing to me |
I have plenty like bein' out of prison |
With a roof over my dome |
And possessing the gift such as sparking the microphone |
Accumulate the provolone makin' it happen with Talib |
A Nattian cat we got em' snappin' Roberta Flackin' the track and |
Killin' em softly with out flossin' |
But yet the shine is glossy and |
the run the lyrical train through your brain shit |
Strategy pain, I’m on some Clubber Lane shit |
With the iron, ain’t no use in you trying «I ain’t lyin'» |
Through your ears mesmerize em' |
It’s about time we started risin' |
Once again replace bullets with words, try to make it fun again |
if the put my life on the screen then its got to Be the IMAX |
I live large stroke your mind, till you reach climax |
Terrorist hijack on Hi Tek fly tracks front don’t try that |
My niggas got my back, you gotta relax, ease back |
What’s that all about with the feedback? |
All up in my mouth we don’t need that, |
the asphault is the place to be at |
Where the people fire burn so bright you can see that believe that |
It ain’t light music (no) |
We make the right music (true) |
Keep it tight music (yes) |
Affirmin' life music (come on) |
It’s like girls got the bass all up in they hips |
My favorite part on the face is the shape of the lips |
Yeah I wanna touch you there (right there) |
Your mind is my concubine, when I deliver shivers up your spine |
Like the bread and wine, my brains embedded with rhymes |
That’s ahead of they time, I rock the better design |
You cats ain’t got the touch |
You all suck, like getting head from a dime |
I run up in em and, clutch em' if they tremblin' |
It’s a rush like adrenaline, at a point break the joint shake |
When you play this (yeah), your crew is haters when they come |
Through with the newest/latest (like that) |
Reflection Eternal |
Shine light bright like the day till the sky turn purple |
And the moon arrive, reflection through the night |
That touch you just right |
With the rhythm, the rhythm, God bless the rhythm |
It’s the rhythm, rhythm; |
yes ya’ll the rhythm |
Shorty on the dance floor giving me rhythm |
Hi Tek make ya’ll nod ya’ll neck to the rhythm |
And |
Uh yeah yeah yeah |
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh |
Clap your hands everybody |