Lyrics:
In Luke twenty-three, a story rolls,
Of trials, tears, and urban souls.
Upon a cross, a man does hang,
Innocence mocked, amidst the clang.
"Father,
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what I feel
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what i feel
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what i feel
Style with a hard-ass beat
Our explicit lyrics tells it like it is
If you don't like what I'm saying, get the fuck outta here!
Luke Skyywalker, the man,
rapper
Slash Billie Holiday, how it happen?
Artist and repertoire saw him in action
Pac assassination, Def Jam grabbed him
Told him, "Reenact him, you
Be Careful Of Stones That You Throw
-Artist: Dion
-peak Billboard position # 31 in 1963
-previously recorded by Hank William, Sr. (as "Luke
you shall be
Lord of all in my life
Maker of the heavens, artist the sea
Creator of the sunshine and the sculptor of me
But still they laugh
作词 : Luke
作曲 : Luke
这是一首freestyle 用心感受 不需要歌词
Aye (luke's getting the smash)
We got London on the track (deadass man)
Luke's getting the smash aye yuh
Deadass
Call yourself friend, and look me in the eye,
I'll unstrap my knees an apologise,
'Cause I'm, Left Hand Luke and the begger boys,
Oh yes we are.
Call yourself friend, and look me in the eye,
I`ll unstrap my knees an apologize,
`Cos I`m, Left Hand Luke and the begger boys,
O yes we are.
Clean heart
Clean and sharp
Clean dream
Bad start
He loved his brother and his sister
Luke and Tony called him Mister
They made him feel much
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
Tune me in to the wild side of life
I'm an innocent young child sharp as a knife
Take me to the garretts where the artists have died
Show me
I told you long ago
To stop comin' round
Your drinking and your gambling
Are a constant down
You're mock educated
And you're mock well read
Clean heart
Clean and sharp
Clean dream
Bad start
He loved his brother and his sister
Luke and Tony called him Mister
They made him feel much
They say if you build a better mousetrap the world will beat a pathway to your house.
If Luke was to build a better mousetrap, somebody'd breed
Is it an earthquake or simply a shock?
Is it the good turtle soup or merely the mock?
Is it a cocktail, this feeling of joy?
Or is what I feel
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