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Jay Electronica feat. Tone Tresure
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Act I: (The Pledge) (no intro)
The boy raps over movie scores. His last rap was over the movie score for Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind She say she never fell in love with a Superman Christian, Muslim, Protestant, Lutheran I told her that being a mortal is the portal To the true nature of growth; the Christlike Buddha man That's why I never spit the traditional garbage of a knife fight Bright lights, white ice to the fans The radio is just a stereo, like a house ain't a home And a chair is just a chair, ask Luther Van Go to work; go to church let your dreams die Bow tie, Final Call, and a bean pie Yarmulke for Hanukkah, wish list for Christmas This is the gist of the life that we lead, why? So you can fit in, with the closed-minded in the sit-ins And get clothes-lined in the ed-end I could care less about a plaque and Bid-enz And gettin' Punked on TV by my friends Don't get a nigga wrong I get tempted by the rewards that all come along with making nigga songs But what does it mean if I'm a Muslim and you a Jew And because of that alone we don't get along And when you talk like this, and try to walk like this The radio stations'll never put a nigga on Just Mims, just 50, just Wayne, just Jeezy Dem Franchize Boyz, and Jimmy Jones Fuck that, fuck rap this god-hop Kingdom music for the hard rocks I'mma spit it 'til TRL get it and Hot 97 hit a nigga with a bomb drop Ask Flex, ask Slay, ask Whoo Kid Just Blaze said Jay is the new kid I took Eternal Sunshine and I looped it No drums no just new shit Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind ...Because He Broke the Rules
Grandpa Joe: Wh-When does he get it? Willy Wonka: He doesn't Grandpa Joe: Why not? Willy Wonka: Because he broke the rules 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Grandpa Joe: What rules? We didn't see any rules, did we, Charlie? Willy Wonka: Wrong, sir! Wrong! Under section 37B of the contract signed by him, it states quite clearly that all offers shall become null and void if - and you can read it for yourself in this photostatic copy: Willy Wonka: I, the undersigned, shall forfeit all rights, privileges, and licenses herein and herein contained, et cetera, et cetera... Fax mentis incendium gloria cultum, et cetera, et cetera... Memo bis punitor delicatum! Willy Wonka: It's all there, black and white, clear as crystal! You stole fizzy lifting drinks! You bumped into the ceiling which now has to be washed and sterilized, so you get nothing! You lose! Good day, sir!
The handling of a heart's a very delicate art cause it's paper thin One irrelevant thought that started out as a spark could be a poisonous dart That leaves a permanent mark, that's ice cold in the day and burns in the dark And makes you never wanna see her face again Tee-hee, what a place I'm in Lead me to the station A one-way ticket, don't look back One cold tear that froze and cracked A whole lot of pain I'm holdin' back Chav said, 'Eff that, roll the sack' I said, 'If my skull was cracked And blood ran out to the cul-de-sac That could not match me where I'm at' My memories flash me there and back Yup there goes me right there in black Holdin' hands, not starin' back She starts cryin' I start denying, it's my fault And I'm aware of that Man, in hindsight signs be glarin' back Where's the map to show you where you're at? I can hear the crowd yelling, I can smell the tire smoke I can hear the starter pistol where's the track? Ring no answer came home late Jane told Dick she had a date But they was just chillin' and at that moment The right brain says to the left just kill em Make the headlines, make the front page Wild out in the court house man thrill 'em They'll say, 'The boy dead wrong,' but I feel him Voodoo Man Voodoo man, chicken bone chicken bone I can make a thunderstorm from a light rain My ears
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