Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song free press and curl, artist - Shabazz Palaces. Date of issue: 27.06.2011
Song language: English
free press and curl |
| Dance machine in the brown |
| Juicy lips watchin' glow |
| In the sauce, ah |
| I cried with Mooch at papi’s wake |
| Snuck an extra slice of cake |
| When the pigs came round to make their case |
| I looked 'em dead up in they face |
| I never heard of none of that |
| Soon’s I win, let’s run it back |
| I run on feelings, fuck your facts |
| Deception is the truest act |
| With poise I twirl the bluest slack |
| Dougie hold the ooh-est sacks |
| I danced a move to play the back |
| I dipped she asked him «Who was that?» |
| (I ain’t showed off, |
| I just showed up |
| Greet my peoples, fill they cup |
| Transmit heat on pillows plush |
| I mean it though, I lean and flow |
| I gleam and glow, I’m clean |
| And oh you bet ya that I get it bro |
| Inside the glow just not for show |
| Green beans, purples, indigo |
| Catchy yes but trendy no |
| Never finished scheming though |
| That’s beneath Barbara Jean’s offspring |
| With po, I never seem to know |
| (Gunbeats comprise arsenal) |
| Up or don’t toss it all (Up or don’t toss it all) |
| Up or don’t toss it all (Up or don’t toss it all) |
| Yeah, up or don’t toss it at all |
| Philosophy is cruelty in |
| Both musically and bitch-wise too |
| I lost the best beat that I had |
| Now my heart just smash and dash |
| War inside I catch a cab |
| It pouring out, I’m to the left |
| These robots grant us internet |
| Program racist sequences |
| Don’t compare my beat with his |
| He ain’t from these streets, he’s slid |
| I’m free, shit you know I’m free, nigga, I’m free |
| Yeah, you know I’m free, shit, I’m free |
| To be enslaved to all these things I can’t escape |
| Trapped inside imagination tickling at my face |
| You know I’m free, bitch you know I’m free |
| Baby girl, I’m free, yeah, you know I’m free |
| Free to chain my will onto the wings of my instinct |
| And wander round this box I’m inextricably linked |
| You know I’m. |
| free, I’m free, I’m free |
| Shit you know I’m free, that’s right I’m free |
| To make consume to catch the stuff that holds me down |
| To capture my desires fashion out of this a crown |
| You know I’m free, shit you know I’m free |
| Pig, you know I’m free (?) I’m super free |
| Free to fill my smiles up with these tears that I forgot |
| And haunt myself besides these pretty ghosts that float my heart |
| You know I’m free |
| Thou Shalt. |
| Bask in the light of my phone screen glow |
| Thumbs realize everyone I know |
| Freedom’s cold newest episode |
| Yeah one more smile and we’re undertow |
| Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go |
| Put minds in for a fresher world |
| Old school hood nigga, press and curl |
| Eyes like moons when I kiss my girl |
| Get lucked out, wish I was in Africa |
| Konjo, Konjo, Konjo, Konjo, Konjo |