
Date of issue: 27.06.2011
Song language: English
Recollections of the wraith |
With that moonlight on your mind, you wonder what you’ll find |
With the sunlight falling down, you gotsta find a sound |
With that starlight in your eyes, you wanna find surprise |
With the neon in your blood, you move to find your love… |
(You heard me, Helen. Oh yeah.) To-night |
Clear some space out, so we can space out. |
Starlight, advance on your mind |
Anticipation, excitements to climb |
Information, choices and sensation |
New rules you can play with |
Blues: you can shake them |
No predictable surprise, no sarcastic satires |
Just ancient patient beings seeing it to it, you’ll get high |
New off the space ship, dipped in punctuation |
Oh what’s cracking, get your crew up with your do-up |
It’s certain to be workin' when you flirtin' with it to us |
And the kicks involved, the fix evolves, the mix revolves |
Dilemma of this bitch ass cliché. |
Rap’s gettin soft |
The ghetto sound sprawl. |
It bounce wall to wall |
Enthrall us and ya’ll. |
It’s music that chews up |
This prove it, we dos it |
You lose it, it’s crucial |
All we do is answering the call to… |
Clear some space out, so we can space out. |
(4x) |
I pushed away belt for dark blue. |
Birds looking at me like, «Who are you cat?» |
Hat tilted off my jewels with stars toothin'; |
Every word that come out my mouth just sparkles up |
Nigga, I wish you would. |
You wish you could |
You think you should, but you don’t, and you won’t |
You have another drink, stop and think |
Look, you fucking with the crew to get that ship to sink |
We don’t ra-ra in the club; |
we dance, though |
Take a chance. |
You know that we gots to dazzle |
They just clones tossing they own confetti |
When the plush crush through, you just stay ready |
I do it, be it, see it, feel it, and I free it |
And the shit I pop is heated cause I love it and I mean it |
So baby, let’s touch and agree: |
Fucking with me, ain’t no telling what you gonna see… |
(Yo doc, what you wearing, nigga?) To-night |
(Shit, I’m dressing like I was at the Ali/Frasier fight.) Tonight |
Clear some space out, so we can space out |
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