Lyrics:
the stairs to the valley below
Everybody's gonna put on a show, yeah
Underground sound, gettin' down, gettin' high
With the sound, with the sound that we
make a sound
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Show me
to go down
Runnin' one on one and only hip-hop bound
Yo Tariq (whassup?) How your micraphone sound?
(It sound tight) well aight, show 'em what it's
If you really want it
Get down for me
Come on show me that you got it
Break it down for me
I can tell you've been about it
From the sound of things
Black and that ain’t right
I don’t fit in cause I’m Black and I sound White
What the hell does it mean to sound
Phone interviews go well typically
Show up
don't know my name
So let me show you now
What I am all about
My touch my sound
I'll show em mama
My touch my sound
I'll show em mama
My touch my sound
, take part of our freak show
You don't have to be tall
Hop in for a ride
Come by, we know it's amusing
This carousel is cruising
Riding day and night
have 'em like wow
Put love in my songs and I call it BLOO Sound
No flex but it's easy to me
Imma show you everything that you need to seek
Yeah
It's only
We built the robot, called Voltron
Who will replace the music industry in ten years
We're working on him right now
Everybody sound the same
will not show us the Grail, we shall take your
castle by force!
GUARD: You don't frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your
bottoms, sons
clever I make you use yours instead
I know that it's wet I can tell by the sound
Yeah it's wet I can tell by the sound
So wet so wet so wet so wet that
to the brain create jokes hoe
Full show, you know, bimbo
All you can eat is paid by the piece
She fucking for the high
What she thinks is for free
No freebies
Cruisin' through the A-Town, with my window down, Southern Playalistic sound
Cruisin' through the A-Town, with my window down, Southern Playalistic
man and coconut, park up inna the open lot
Selecta pull up the sound and him ah kill them with some boasty chat
Him let it go again and show dem how
What? Hip-hop y'all, to the top y'all
Hip-hop check it out
It's like that uh and it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout
What? Hip-hop y'all, to the top y'all
Hip-hop check it out
It's like that uh and it sounds so nice
Hip-hop, you the love of my life
We 'bout
Selecta pull up the sound and him a kill them with some boasty chat
Him let it go again and show them how the chune supposed to drop
The way the place
can i see if you're not willing to show me
How can i see when your jokes are choking
Im all up on what i wanna be
Far up and all round
Got the alien
me your flaws
Show me what makes you a person
Show me who you are
This is all that I play
By ear
This is all that I need
Right here
If it can be
This divine now, this is my sound
Guaranteed to leave you all tied
Restrained by the Butcher Brothers
Your final moments you 'bout to find out
Make
make it out and show them what we're all about that kali to the world cause now they listen to our sound. Cause I just do my dance that kaliwood dance
infected by the sound
Oh, oh, stop, this beat is moving me
Hey Dr. DJ let the music take me underground
(Everybody in the club!)
Oh, oh, evacuate
Sometimes if it don't sound right
I apologize, I just said it 'cause it rhymed
Four chords, three minutes, you never fit in it
So I just take you line by
I'm passing by the sleeping crowds
Is every day a ladder?
My cosmos keeps exploring new sounds, but for them (but for them) for them it's always
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