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311 - Brodels Şarkı Sözleri
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ooh you know we pepper you with a sonic assault side step a you i cannot think of a better way that we could celebrate freedom than make up a set of goals and cold beat ´em see dumb verbal tags like audio spaghetti give a shout to the one they call yeti i bet he put the cabash on any foes whatsoever like original brodel trevor positive vibe merchant grandson of lord buckley scotish ralston shows up if you´re lucky ad raspler the sweed a friend in deed he´s keeping an eye on the other guy´s gred these are 311 characters i dubbed everyone the story ain´t over but my rhyme is done
it was the year that i first touched ground so i grabbed the microphone and i got down just like james brown gather round of our sight and sound pound for pound we throw down rather profound i´ll put you in another world i can´t hear you like having phone sex with a deaf girl no doubt we got the jams that´ll smack ya i penned three books of lyrics 2 for action 1 for backup ´cuz i´m a cold rockin´ brother got transistor tunes and it feels real good to get close to you
the brodels is the nazz and the nazz knows where it´s at the brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat the goal is to be a poet and a carpenter to be one who loves to be one who works the nazz not something that can be given the brodel is inside you it comes from within when i feel into the sea when the world came and kissed me transformed my shit told the shark i was a dolphin swam quick funny though parranahs chilled and laughed at the way that i took off my polka dots on top of that the wales know i´m quick watch out and i get funky fresh as for the fishes i´m lit luminous i´m not nouveau techno i glow like a glacial in skin that swims faster than speed i am i be dropped out of nothing i will return to nothing rotate my style my rhyme my way magician of a rythm lover of animals damn i wanna hear ´em aquatic my way i got soul shape
well i´m 6 foot 3 and like mohammed ali i float like a butterfly and sting like poison ivy drive a 69 lincoln suicide doors around the town i´m slinking fat subs of course we´re the greatest show on earth you know we turn it out daily in and out of town like baarnum and bailey i know that is a simile but i couldn´t resist from solomon roadie for the pj´s i don´t think he´ll be pissed i eat a cobb salad, smoked fish, duck, or clam chowder chill with indica and guinness steer clear of white powder i run into my brother give him a pound and a yodel they know my word is bond talkin´ bout the brodels
the brodels is the nazz and the nazz knows where it´s at the brodels is the nazz who knows a cat who can feed a cat the goal is to be a poet and a carpenter to be one who loves to be one who works the nazz not something that can be given the brodel is inside you it comes from within
and we´re fresh dude just check my man p he said i will not muddle my mind with impertinency lost a lot in vegas plays a lot of sega saw a phrase that he likes and put it on his leg and we´re fresh dude just check my man d he said
comin´ in ruff and tuff all systems are tweakin´ people all over the world they must be thinkin´ all the shit that we kickin´ our shoes must be stinkin´
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