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Nicolette
Three's my lucky number And fortune comes in threes But I wish I knew that number That even little children seem to see Oh, I'm missing everything I knew It's just so hard to be a child Oh, i'm missing all the things i knew Yet wish i knew nothing at all I wish i knew nothing at all Soon i'll have the courage To leave my thoughts behind I'll give back all the knowledge And keep the wisdom precious in my mind Oh, i'm missing all the things i knew I miss them yet i want them gone Yes, i'm missing all the things i knew Yet wish i knew nothing at all I wish i knew nothing at all I wish i knew nothing at all |
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| 2. |
| 4:56 |
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(Anderson)
And even in your darkest hour The recipe I cook for you Can release its latent power And make your body feel brand new Can't you hear the music play Being center of what you want Try to leave the past behind Memories don't appeal All the things we said All the things we did All the things that passed Were satisfied.... |
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| 3. |
| 4:29 |
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Martina :
You sure you want to be with me? I've nothing to give. Won't lie and say this loving's best Whoa, leave us in emotional peace Mmm, take a walk take a rest, a taste of this. Don't wanna be on top of your list, Monopoly improperly kissed We overcome in sixty seconds the strength we had together. But for now, emotional ties they stay severed. And when there's trust there'll be treats When we funk we'll hear beats. Karmacoma X7 You and her, walking through the suburbs No, not exactly lovers You're a couple, 'specially when your bodies double. Duplicate and then you wait For the next Kuwait. Karmacoma X6 Jamaican aroma, karmacoma You sure you want to be with me? I've nothing to give. Won't lie and say this loving's best Whoa, leave us in emotional peace Mmm, take a walk take a rest, a taste of this. Don't wanna be on top of your list, Monopoly improperly kissed Overcome in sixty seconds the strength we had together. But for now, emotional ties they stay severed. And when there's trust there'll be treats When we funk we'll hear beats. Karmacoma X7 Karmacoma X7 |
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| 4. |
| 4:00 |
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(I think it's time to discuss your a| ah a|
Philosophy of drug use as it relates to artistic endeavor) Check it, yo! I always hit the tape with a rough road style You heard the psychedelic and ya came from miles Keep my rhymes thick like a Danish brew So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a crew I'm like Bill Lee whacking when he's in Tangiers And now I'm out on the sole surviving with my Beatnik peers Analog reel and a little distortion Smokin' on somethin' s'you could say I'm scorchin' I never been the type to rap up a well Make a man burn his draft card like it was hell Send ya up the river like you lookin' for Kurtz I got the mugwump jism up in every verse [Second verse here] (Refrain 2x) Bug powder dust and mugwump jism And the wild boys runnin' into some trippin' Led into control about the Big Brothah Try like hell to not blow my cover Who's that man in the windowpane Got somethin' on his tongue and it's startin' to stain Sho' nuff equip so wop n'get dancester Butt bond my ladder and you'll get beat down Hash bond style so I'm singin' day glow Wakin' up the dead like serpent in the rainbow Kick off the shoes and relax your feet Now roll up your sleeves for this lyrical treat (...) |
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| 5. |
| 8:16 | 
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| 6. |
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| 7. |
| 3:57 |
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I won't say any words to you
All my thoughts are in front of you See the body turn Melt, like the candle burns All the shadows dance in time to this Every pain will find a seat in bliss So what need for more When the heart is sure? Cling to vision Now clear the conscious Do your duties Providing food for your families Food for the body, food for the soul Don't let depression come and take control Energies project, let them protect you Sound you perfect will not neglect you Just sing out! |
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| 8. |
| 3:51 |
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| 9. |
| 6:17 |
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| 10. |
| 5:57 |
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