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[Chorus]
He's bad, he's Cee-Lo Green But you can just call him the soul machine (repeat 4x) [Cee-Lo] Now I came here for you to love It's computer love I make them cut through the rug when I do the club I can take some mental electric sex Refuting love But Gunplay will be graphic if I do the thug The day to day experience Is the data that I download And then remaster onto a rapture Abracadabra before and after Over and over Losing account of all the dreams that I sold ya But then I gave ya At the speed of light trying to save ya Then I go and now come back a row Whoa And oh I'm technic to God in a fashion but you can just call me Lo Go [Bridge] Whenever you want some soul Start him up Whenever you need some soul Start him up See he's been given the power To take you wherever you want to go Start him up And tell him what you want [Bridge 2] Once you start up the soul machine You will see what I mean Open your eyes and enjoy the dream He can do anything [All] He's bad! |
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| 3. |
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| 4. |
| 4:20 |
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| 5. |
| 4:03 |
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[Cee-Lo]
I don't know what you came to do (I don't know what you came to do) But I came to get this thang crunk for you (But I came to get this thang crunk for you) And I don't know who you came to see (And I don't know who you came to see) But ain't another muthafucker bad like me (But ain't another muthafucker bad like me) Wait a minute Hey, get up, cause... I'm a bad muthafucker (4X) Refrain: [Female Voice] You think you bad You really think you bad [Cee-Lo] Well I'm bad, I'm bad, I'm bad And I know I'm bad [Female Voice] Gotdammit you think you bad You really think you bad [Cee-Lo] Well I'm bad, I'm bad But don't get mad What can I say that you don't already know I stay dead fresh all the way to the floor I ain't never ever been beaten before You get a bullet hole in your soul fuckin' with Lo I'm from Southwest whip a Jaguar S 1100 Crucifix on my chest I could just stand still and shine like glass I got a mansion sittin' on 10 acres of grass I cannot stop I will not quit And nigga don't like it Got to deal with it Don't cross the line shawty let me be I got 100 niggas a kill 'bout me Yes y'all Yes muthafuck the rest If you lookin' for the shit SugaBaby the best You can talk all you want but betta not touch You can't handle me Ho, I'm just too much Rock (Refrain) I'm one of a kind I can read your mind Give soul to a stick And sight to the blind I can make the sun shine in the pouring rain I can even make the dead breath life again I can walk on water Take off and fly I'm a bad muthafucka I ain't gone lie My mother is nature This is why And my father is God We got a house in the sky I can touch your heart I can soothe your soul I can give your body warmth In the freezing cold I can give you joy When life got you low I can take away the pain and you'll hurt no more I can make every dream you got come true When you believing in me You believing in you And one last thing So you don't forget You got to be bad as hell to do that shit Rock (Refrain) Clap yo hand in the air like this Boogie down and stomp just twist Don't dare miss a minute of this This the funk that you can't resist Wave your hands high in the air Boogie down like you just don't care After I'm done you will agree Even a blind man can see That I'm a bad muthafucker |
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| 7. |
| 4:15 |
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I am the music... (I am...)
I've yet to define myself as just, one thing. (I am...) Let's just say that I am the actual and factual supernatural... sight and surrounds Signification of conversation Two or more words rhyming in song form or spoken syncupation Heh, the reason the rudery reanimation and realization of life is rhythm I am the heartbeat and the heartache, the here and now I am the purpose, the point... the living proof of a god somewhere The lifeline, lifelike laserbeam, the progression and direction Always will be always was What all comes from and all must return The center of a perfect circle, I am your soul Music of your mind Each feeling causing each function to be in conjunction with the music I am the music... [break] I am the music [beat changes] Let's get started shall we, cause you know it's time gone Every time these niggaz rhyme wrong So uhh, lights, camera, action I'm on I'll have them standing in line to get their mind blown I'm selling soul Rapping and singing and screaming and yelling soul Manufacturing, marketing, pricing, packaging, and e-mailing soul With no rehearsal, this one verse'll whole hearse you Now a commercial, but what I must first do is make my presentation a bit more personal Everything must go - for a small price you can have the heart of me There is no part of me that can't be calculated into a commodity My musings amount to a milestone a million miles above monotony And it'll make you feel so good, it got to be God, it got to be I paint prophecy, you know airbrush atrocity with philosophy And people ask me am I gon' preach one of these days and I just tell 'em "possibly" If you let me, I'll end up being everything probably And obviously it's like any other job would be so you might as well thank God for me But isn't it amazing, how the antenna ain't nothing but a sinner You just can't go and be ordained over dinner Now I can interest an intellectual or A-B-C it for a beginner But yes my seasons still change, and it is almost winter And it give it to you at God-speed, but yet it's gentle And when I rhyme I make reading fundamentals or even black and white My lyric is live and living color, my flow if fluorescent Like scripture highlighted in bright yellow And all this for $9.99, shit that's wonderful And the great thing about it is, if you disagree you're money's refundable But there's always something rewarding, about every Cee-Lo Green recording Cuz even after all your expenses people still aspire affording It's incredible how convincing I can be with a camera pointed at me But really sometimes rapping feel like tapping to make a cracker happy But when the DAT play and the beat get bumping like adolescent acne It's kinda sad but it's showtime, my sentiment exactly So don't get mad, everybody's doing it You know you wouldn't mind a commercial with your own tennis shoe in it Whether you're selling a dream, selling a scheme, or playing a role Like it or not we're selling soul... |
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| 3:32 |
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| 5:04 |
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| 11. |
| 4:27 |
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| 12. |
| 3:37 |
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Yeah.. ooh..
You so freaky.. You so freaky shorty.. Ooh you so freaky.. Shit, you so freaky shorty.. Uh uh, you so freaky.. Ooh Lord, you so freaky.. Mmm uh, you so freaky shorty.. HAH HAH!! [Cee-Lo] Now everybody that's grown got skeleton bones they got hidden away Yes y'all there's a freak in us all, yet some choose not to say You can't let those who ain't yet, make you they lil' ball of clay Be free and express yourself, nastiness comes naturally Listen to me now It could be the way I wanna freak a song, tattoos, or the way I dress Or it could be; I wanna walk my way and refusin to follow the rest Or when people haven't been where you been and they say you still going too far Or when you wit ya girl and Pull over and fuck somethin in the back of the car [Hook] I'm a freak! A closet freak! A freak! Awwww a freak! [Cee-Lo after each pause in hook] I'm so excited, go on and say it Oh I'm a freak, yes I'm a freak, and just can't fight it I'm so excited, go on and say it If you a freak, say you a freak, don't try to fight it [Cee-Lo] You got to let the music freak your mind All the way, if yo' brain leavin don't mind You know a boyfriend thing is hard to find Get on the floor mama and bump and grind Ain't nuttin wrong wit - You only gon' get But it ain't no fun if you been freakin all mo'nin I'll turn you on to it - if you want you gon' do it All you got to do is find somebody like you [Hook] A freak! A closet freak! A freak! Awwww a freak! [Cee-Lo after each pause in hook] I'm so excited, go on and say it Oh I'm a freak, yes I'm a freak, and just can't hide it I'm so excited, go on and say it If you a freak, say you a freak (Wait a minute, where the God-damn horns?) {music plays with Cee-Lo vocalizing and singing} [Cee-Lo] La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laaaaah! FREAK! - Sometimes I like freakin in the mornin FREAK! - Sometimes I like freakin at night FREAK! - Some people like freakin just lightly FREAK! - Some people think freakin ain't right FREAK! - Some people like freakin outside now FREAK! - Some people like freakin in the club FREAK! - Some people like freakin on the express-way FREAK! - Some people keen doin it in public FREAK! - Some people like freakin with the lights out FREAK! - Some people hell just don't care FREAK! - Some people like freakin 'bout money FREAK! - Some people freak anywhere FREAK! - You a freak? FREAK! - Are you a freak? FREAK! - I'm a freak FREAK! - Big ol' freak {music plays till fade} |
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| 3:41 |
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| 14. |
| 4:11 |
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Cee-Lo green-- All day love affair
MMM hmmmm Yeah the sun is shining. Looking like another wonderful day. Look for my CD collection. Trying to find some good music to play. While I am getting ready to face the world doing what I must do.. no sugar.. Nothing compares to waking up this morning to you. Good morning. Baby how you been? Did you sleep well last night honey? Well, I am off to work again. Listen, I will call u later. Maybe we can get something to eat. How about our favourite restaurant darling where we usually eat? I said.. Ah whoo! MM hmm u sure look mighty fine.. mmmm I can hardly wait for quitting time. Good afternoon baby. Sure missed u while I was gone. But u know I gotta work honey. Hey.. let's just do something later on.. Let a?s go for a walk, nothing gets u in the mood better than a little moonlight. Or we could rent some movies and make it a blockbuster night. Hey.. Does that sound interesting baby. Sound like an idea? Hmm hmm I would gladly walk u home but u already here.. Good night baby. I spent the whole day with my friends.. Hopefully God will wake me up baby to see u in the morning OO child Ohh. because you are every everything everything everything to me.. Yeah girl. I need ur love each and every day.. Hmm child.. MMMM hmmmmm good night baby.. |
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| 4:06 |
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(Chorus)
See there's no way and there's no how I'd ever stop now, Imma die tryin', I'mma die trying And sometimes I get weak from walking the road I'm on But I'mma keep on. I'mma die tryin', I'mma die tryin' (mmm..) Before we came being southern wasn't something to claim In fact wasn't something to fly it was something to blame Smilin and shuckin and jivin I was so ashamed They gave the dirty an apparently appropriate name I wrote about a revolution and sung from the soul Spoke with my spirit and mind my ambition was blind Answering the call of god like a child obeying Preaching the very same power they killed martin for saying But you can't break the mold in by holding your breath Thought if I died for ya, that would be an honourable death So sincere my eyes begin to swell up in tear And it's clear my music may not do well up in here Oh my god being a nigger must be a good payin job With all the fringe benefits, ignorance is bliss There is a time and a place for everybody's taste But I know too much and I owe too much (Chorus) So here it is, an invitation to an open book A painful past my heart is still broken look I know you don't hate me it's not assured they anyone appreciate me See i've been having a hard time selling my album's lately In recent news the source couldnt find any microphones to rate me Using words I could scream an alternative to equate me Which is true I'm in a box with a view would you still wanna date me? I could be a pretty good thug but it wouldnt compare to a great me The final cross to bear is mine it's not a cross to share But isn't it ironic I still woulda bought a cross to wear That obviously cost to wear but considerably less than the price that it costs to care Now I have another loss to spare I dare em say that I can't win Even though I know talking intelligent just ain't in You most likely to go broke when you just can't bend So me and JJ both gon' have to pay bills (Chorus) Listen People still standin in line at the World Party for some Soul Food To get put back in that old mood They say we like the new 'Lo and we respect everything that you trying to do 'Lo Do what you do but just do more that you know It's a catch 22 and I couldn't cry Now I'm under oath with them both and I couldn't lie Cussed 'em said that I'm too dope and I coudln't fly But you getting rich talkin shit so why shouldn't I I'm just playing but I guess that couldn't go without saying I'm just gon ride this revolution until they stop me where I'm stayin But I ain't gotta lie to ya to make it sound fly to ya I keep my feet on the ground and bring the sky to ya (Chorus) |
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| 3:56 |
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| 1:25 |
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| 4:50 |
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