歌曲 | Lucky |
歌手 | 311 |
专辑 | 2013/07/12 Boston, MA |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Hexum/Martinez Music:Sexton | |
I'm takin' to the bridge and there's a different country | |
I'm bringing with me the people I know deep down are funky | |
Oh yeah we dap we got the juice it's on tap | |
Never take the itme to rewind all the weak crap | |
Here take it it's yours the gift is calling | |
The sunshine be falling our way first every morning | |
I'ma magician you see I'm christened with condition | |
Held over from a future would I've come to you so listen | |
There's a place out in deep space | |
Where all the brothers chant and dance and rant | |
And shave their heads like Buddha | |
I'm a fly guy you know I'm smoother | |
Of course no remorese is felt for all those loser crews | |
I do not care what you do, I always screw up | |
But when I do it's nothing like you, I wish you grew up | |
You're saying anything like promist to get clean | |
Won't kick half dead fucked up in the head | |
Just get him out of here he's making me sick | |
We push a sucker out | |
With much force and much clout | |
Didn't want to do it | |
Thats not what were about | |
But we got to have a limit | |
How low can you get it | |
Seems about time to | |
Change the subject | |
And sing about the wise eyed | |
That makes me feel | |
Good and never do | |
I leave misunderstood | |
Damn you know I feel good true | |
I got a choice of what I'm gonna do It's like this that | |
Swingin on my bat | |
Mix a melody with some back chat | |
Tell 'em again | |
Dam I know you feel good too | |
You got a choice of what you're gonna do it's like this that | |
Nippin' on a cat | |
Mix a melody with some back chat | |
I'm rollin' slow no particular place to go so nothings changed | |
The more things stay the same the more it doesn't matter | |
To a latte day St. Bernard acting hard | |
But I throw down like a crazy retard | |
But what cold make a man | |
Wanna walk around the school yard with his tool hard | |
What could make the switch to call a woman a bitch | |
It probably downed when you couldn't get a date to the prom | |
And you were stuck with Beavis | |
Let's leave us on a note of positivity | |
I'm saying this for levity | |
But if I leave it brief I call it brevity | |
I said I see the people rocking | |
Which means there's no stopping the flow | |
And you can just tell 'em that you know | |
Every night yeah we turning up | |
And comin' off live | |
Like and final 311 battle breakin idols | |
On the one you never heard before | |
You know the hardcore rockin | |
Pumping the dance floor | |
Leave ya feet sore lookin for your Micatin | |
Cecause the mic is deadly int he mood we in | |
Certified not fakin coool like a Jamaican | |
Every time the enemy hear us they will be shakin' |
Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Sexton | |
I' m takin' to the bridge and there' s a different country | |
I' m bringing with me the people I know deep down are funky | |
Oh yeah we dap we got the juice it' s on tap | |
Never take the itme to rewind all the weak crap | |
Here take it it' s yours the gift is calling | |
The sunshine be falling our way first every morning | |
I' ma magician you see I' m christened with condition | |
Held over from a future would I' ve come to you so listen | |
There' s a place out in deep space | |
Where all the brothers chant and dance and rant | |
And shave their heads like Buddha | |
I' m a fly guy you know I' m smoother | |
Of course no remorese is felt for all those loser crews | |
I do not care what you do, I always screw up | |
But when I do it' s nothing like you, I wish you grew up | |
You' re saying anything like promist to get clean | |
Won' t kick half dead fucked up in the head | |
Just get him out of here he' s making me sick | |
We push a sucker out | |
With much force and much clout | |
Didn' t want to do it | |
Thats not what were about | |
But we got to have a limit | |
How low can you get it | |
Seems about time to | |
Change the subject | |
And sing about the wise eyed | |
That makes me feel | |
Good and never do | |
I leave misunderstood | |
Damn you know I feel good true | |
I got a choice of what I' m gonna do It' s like this that | |
Swingin on my bat | |
Mix a melody with some back chat | |
Tell ' em again | |
Dam I know you feel good too | |
You got a choice of what you' re gonna do it' s like this that | |
Nippin' on a cat | |
Mix a melody with some back chat | |
I' m rollin' slow no particular place to go so nothings changed | |
The more things stay the same the more it doesn' t matter | |
To a latte day St. Bernard acting hard | |
But I throw down like a crazy retard | |
But what cold make a man | |
Wanna walk around the school yard with his tool hard | |
What could make the switch to call a woman a bitch | |
It probably downed when you couldn' t get a date to the prom | |
And you were stuck with Beavis | |
Let' s leave us on a note of positivity | |
I' m saying this for levity | |
But if I leave it brief I call it brevity | |
I said I see the people rocking | |
Which means there' s no stopping the flow | |
And you can just tell ' em that you know | |
Every night yeah we turning up | |
And comin' off live | |
Like and final 311 battle breakin idols | |
On the one you never heard before | |
You know the hardcore rockin | |
Pumping the dance floor | |
Leave ya feet sore lookin for your Micatin | |
Cecause the mic is deadly int he mood we in | |
Certified not fakin coool like a Jamaican | |
Every time the enemy hear us they will be shakin' |
Lyrics: Hexum Martinez Music: Sexton | |
I' m takin' to the bridge and there' s a different country | |
I' m bringing with me the people I know deep down are funky | |
Oh yeah we dap we got the juice it' s on tap | |
Never take the itme to rewind all the weak crap | |
Here take it it' s yours the gift is calling | |
The sunshine be falling our way first every morning | |
I' ma magician you see I' m christened with condition | |
Held over from a future would I' ve come to you so listen | |
There' s a place out in deep space | |
Where all the brothers chant and dance and rant | |
And shave their heads like Buddha | |
I' m a fly guy you know I' m smoother | |
Of course no remorese is felt for all those loser crews | |
I do not care what you do, I always screw up | |
But when I do it' s nothing like you, I wish you grew up | |
You' re saying anything like promist to get clean | |
Won' t kick half dead fucked up in the head | |
Just get him out of here he' s making me sick | |
We push a sucker out | |
With much force and much clout | |
Didn' t want to do it | |
Thats not what were about | |
But we got to have a limit | |
How low can you get it | |
Seems about time to | |
Change the subject | |
And sing about the wise eyed | |
That makes me feel | |
Good and never do | |
I leave misunderstood | |
Damn you know I feel good true | |
I got a choice of what I' m gonna do It' s like this that | |
Swingin on my bat | |
Mix a melody with some back chat | |
Tell ' em again | |
Dam I know you feel good too | |
You got a choice of what you' re gonna do it' s like this that | |
Nippin' on a cat | |
Mix a melody with some back chat | |
I' m rollin' slow no particular place to go so nothings changed | |
The more things stay the same the more it doesn' t matter | |
To a latte day St. Bernard acting hard | |
But I throw down like a crazy retard | |
But what cold make a man | |
Wanna walk around the school yard with his tool hard | |
What could make the switch to call a woman a bitch | |
It probably downed when you couldn' t get a date to the prom | |
And you were stuck with Beavis | |
Let' s leave us on a note of positivity | |
I' m saying this for levity | |
But if I leave it brief I call it brevity | |
I said I see the people rocking | |
Which means there' s no stopping the flow | |
And you can just tell ' em that you know | |
Every night yeah we turning up | |
And comin' off live | |
Like and final 311 battle breakin idols | |
On the one you never heard before | |
You know the hardcore rockin | |
Pumping the dance floor | |
Leave ya feet sore lookin for your Micatin | |
Cecause the mic is deadly int he mood we in | |
Certified not fakin coool like a Jamaican | |
Every time the enemy hear us they will be shakin' |