Don Johnson Big Band - Two Reasons (Album Version) скачать видео бесплатно

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Lyrics

I don't purport to be something i am not, if you supporting me

But if you taunting me, you're not even in the orbit we

Inhabit, parameters in order, we the static

In your quarters, either that or it's panic, disorderly

Emphatic mode of passion, i storm a beat and never cash in

Treat the microphone accordingly

Waiting is fine, i'm waiting in line delayed i get hot

We came to get live and stay to get high, no way to get stopped

Whip the chord and leave, lashes on your back, in fact, mortally

Wounded mc's will feel the power of authority

And just the thought of me will leave your paralysed with terror

Wear a helmet for protection, the falling beat

Is not an error, we drop it to endeavour

And there's more to me than clever word maneuvering

We do this for the need of those

Who understand but can't afford to read

I give a call to e, let's run it, cause we was born to be

Two reasons to live on planet earth

See you fighting for a third makes me wonder can it work

Well i got that same number but i'm getting mad impatient

They wanted me to rock the show but didn't want to pay shit

Just two reasons to live on planet earth

See you fighting for a third makes me wonder can it work

I think i got that same number but i'm getting mad impatient

They wanted me to rock the show

Eh yo i'm back in the bus-iz-ness, check the way i lace the

B-iz-eat, my sh-iziz-nit bring you a taste of the str-ez-eet

All the listeners check your physique i'm about to make you

Jump, window window, what was sticking to your bumper

The unbelievable miss outta hell's kitchen

Tails twitchin, i switch into position and start bitchin'

Fuck rockin' under with a hammer and a sickle

See the sweat-trickle-down effect and select

A new million dollar grin then cool grill you bout a sin

It's aggravated mic murder go again

And what you beginning? my word against yours

This could be the final battle don't look in my eyes

Unless you know you got your saddle tied up

I light up to complete what you beginning

CHORUS

I'm your father, start a riot in your section

The e double m is jazzin' up your section

The camel lead 'em freedom fighting in your section

And punk is one kiss away from your section

Got the a-l-f-o-n-s-o in your section

And got another mad piano flow in your section

First i cut it to the left, then i boogie to the right

What? cut it to the left, then i boogie to the right

Rocking heads down uptown saturday night

And hope they never catch me running from a battle, we fight

That's right, lesson number 1 in setting microphones ablaze

Or a 2nd hand move into a 3rd phase

4 is my favorite number when it's followed by another

Huh? i'm rocking this for the 5 percent, brother

But there's 6 billion other people waiting to discover

What you wrote? better pay me 7 figures cause i'm broke

No joke, and 8 is for the haters who provoke

Mad beef, 9 to 5, no fire, all smoke

And it's like dat, we under the ground, a thundering sound

Will bring the beat back to maintain creative control

The backpack distribution made insane in the cold

Raiding the stage, who? aiming a blow to amaze you

CHORUS