Lyrics:
your liver to the solid mental grace,
And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar,
Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against
a German Nazi
Startled by the bases hittin' ground
There's no trippin' on mine, I'm just gettin' down
Sparkamatic, I'm hangin' tight like a fanatic
Constant is the parade of ashes
Keep the distraction, bat those lashes
Build up the monument to
Build up the monument to break it down
Track down this murderer, he must be found!
Track down this murderer, he must be found!
Phantom:
Hounded out by everyone, met with hatred everywhere!
No
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
know we coming down and
A nigga feel so trilla
Cause I'm coming with Big Moe, my Key-C and Poyo
I even gotta tight foot from the playa Joe
Man let me get
my eyes to the passing scene
Old and young and in between
Driven along by the pounding beat
All hurrying by
Down this street
Sorry old man
Yeah
Huh
Ground zero
Zero
Zero
Zero
Zero
Make use
Of
New
Now
It's a black parade
Baby and I miss my friends
Doing swell with the now
But I miss
breaking blood
Dripping down i'll cause a flood
Mossy boxes filled with life
Broken windows peering eyes
Tripping drifting pass me by
Love everlasting I will
drum lead the big parade
All on a Mardi Gras Day
All you could hear the people say was ooo bah lea
Say tu wey pocky wey
The bugle came down
down South
Sayin rhymes and makin music, with my mouth
I'm a tell you party people how I began
It started when I'm livin in Long Is-land
Hey when I
bleaches
Never in the history of human diseases, have so many been so let down by so few foolish leaders
Oh lets give it up once again on the victory parade
a suit on
Disrespect the clique, and oh, you know they ain't got far to go
That's when I grab em by the neck, hit 'em with that RKO
Outta nowhere, I'm
him shut some shit down (WHAT)
Watch him eyed by ya dame (WHAT)
Watch him come run the town (WHAT)
When he shines nothing is the same (YEAH!)
Bro is
say, "Isn't he something?"
Rock from New York City all the way down South
Saying rhymes and making music, with my mouth
I'm a tell you party people
and there's few things more loved in
Alabama than football and the men who know how to
Win at it So when the Bear would come to town,
There'd be a parade
my resignation to the bride and the groom
Let's go down
This elevator only goes up to ten
He's not around
He's always looking at men
Down by
having fights with my conscience.
Am I working on progressing or working on a lie?
The meaningless parade,
The broke down cliche,
Hysterical and sinking,
The sound of it
Familiar, like a memory I, I thought I lost
Grid Street
Electrical Parade
Cruising
To your own beat
Your light
And the music call my name
Laveau promenades
With Oscar Wilde
Big Funky Stella twirls her little red umbrella
To the beat
As the soul parade winds its way
Down Eternity Street
Everybody a Mutombo, tryna block your shot
And trip you tryna make you fumble
They don't want to see me humble
Run with pride, pride of lions by my side
as well, it was getting confusing
Really sat down with a plug and a A&R, and the plug had more to give
Music link in my bio still, I felt more legit
Knew
a brand new page in the morning sun
So you're made to parade with the mess you made?
Well, by all means
If I followed you, I'd be lost too, that can
a German Nazi
Startled by the bases hittin' ground
There's no trippin' on mine, I'm just gettin' down
Sparkamatic, I'm hangin' tight like a fanatic
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