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