Sangtekst: K-OS. Atlantis: Hymns for Disco. Funky Country* US bonus track.
Verse 1:
Mic check, never eva lose the respect
Of hip-hop, roamin the streets in the mecca
I don't suck and jive and I don't dilly dally
I keep the crowd hyped and packed like Don Valley
I rally, with the emcee on the corner
But I'm a warn ya, I've got rhymes till the mornin'
Son, I used to push a Land Rover
Now I push a pen to the pad, the dream is over
Stop biting cause it's inciting
Need to send blows of flows and beat riding
The most spec - tacular venacular actor
That ya'll, bringing stature, combat your, ego
But even that is a battle
So hard to keep my motives pure and not metal
Rebels, without a cause, break laws
But I'd rather break food over the beat for the applause
Tours, I get em'
Holes in the game, I knit em'
I wonder whatever happened to sally in the valley (mmm, hmm)
Hmm, seems shes all grown up,
Time to head to miskoky cause the games sewn up.
Chorus:
I've been tryin to learn this new song
But I hear the same ol' music every day
Hey, hey, hey,
To the, to the, to the, to the,
Gonna fly with her to the Yukon
Gonna melt my soul on ice then get away
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey.
Verse 2:
Yo, people here I am, here I am, what
Laid back in the cut, tryin to construct
A stone house, with an invisible mirror
So I could take a look at myself a bit clearer
Seen, if you don't get it then don't cram
Observe that you do, then you can understand
I was walkin' down the street when I met this girl
Who said she was in love, with diamond's and pearl's
Shiny new rides, plush leather seats
Baby don't you know you're just reacting to the streets
Acting like a freak cause your daddy left home
Now you wanna rock in a man with his own
Bangs, girl get off the bling bling
Train, is turnin our people into insane
Fienes, for cellular phones and blue jeans
Why? Because they want a piece of the pie
My abilita familifa, a quicker mind
But I need to proceed deep with a god speed
Envy, wack emcees get the gong
K-dub lookin above with new songs.
(Chorus)
I don't wanna know, how we came to be
All that I've been shown, is there's only you and me
Help me figure out, where this all went wrong
I think we need a new song, a new song...
Word up, you know what I mean
Sometimes I, I just ... it's music, it's music
We love music
Huh, to the, to the, to the,
(Fade out)
(Fade back in for scratching of the beat to the end)
Lyrics provided by Justin Hutch.
Mic check, never eva lose the respect
Of hip-hop, roamin the streets in the mecca
I don't suck and jive and I don't dilly dally
I keep the crowd hyped and packed like Don Valley
I rally, with the emcee on the corner
But I'm a warn ya, I've got rhymes till the mornin'
Son, I used to push a Land Rover
Now I push a pen to the pad, the dream is over
Stop biting cause it's inciting
Need to send blows of flows and beat riding
The most spec - tacular venacular actor
That ya'll, bringing stature, combat your, ego
But even that is a battle
So hard to keep my motives pure and not metal
Rebels, without a cause, break laws
But I'd rather break food over the beat for the applause
Tours, I get em'
Holes in the game, I knit em'
I wonder whatever happened to sally in the valley (mmm, hmm)
Hmm, seems shes all grown up,
Time to head to miskoky cause the games sewn up.
Chorus:
I've been tryin to learn this new song
But I hear the same ol' music every day
Hey, hey, hey,
To the, to the, to the, to the,
Gonna fly with her to the Yukon
Gonna melt my soul on ice then get away
Hey, hey, hey,
Hey, hey, hey.
Verse 2:
Yo, people here I am, here I am, what
Laid back in the cut, tryin to construct
A stone house, with an invisible mirror
So I could take a look at myself a bit clearer
Seen, if you don't get it then don't cram
Observe that you do, then you can understand
I was walkin' down the street when I met this girl
Who said she was in love, with diamond's and pearl's
Shiny new rides, plush leather seats
Baby don't you know you're just reacting to the streets
Acting like a freak cause your daddy left home
Now you wanna rock in a man with his own
Bangs, girl get off the bling bling
Train, is turnin our people into insane
Fienes, for cellular phones and blue jeans
Why? Because they want a piece of the pie
My abilita familifa, a quicker mind
But I need to proceed deep with a god speed
Envy, wack emcees get the gong
K-dub lookin above with new songs.
(Chorus)
I don't wanna know, how we came to be
All that I've been shown, is there's only you and me
Help me figure out, where this all went wrong
I think we need a new song, a new song...
Word up, you know what I mean
Sometimes I, I just ... it's music, it's music
We love music
Huh, to the, to the, to the,
(Fade out)
(Fade back in for scratching of the beat to the end)
Lyrics provided by Justin Hutch.
Atlantis: Hymns for Disco
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