Текст песни Blackalicious - Melodica
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Verse One: Gift of GabSittin on top of the bay, watchin the tideIt`s time to break the tension away, come take a rideAs you enter the dimension of the crew SoleSidesit ain`t nuttin goin on but a partyNow brothers wanna flex but I`m over they headsI got the funky type of style to rip your vocals to shredsI`m never runnin from the Feds wearin red Pro KedsCause -- I ain`t did nuttin to no-BODY!I dedicate that line to Shack from South CentralNot sayin I`m the baddest but I know I got potentialFor every black man hung lyrically I lynch youYour style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench youMy soul is one with all although my ego is against youSee rap is a raw meat, so now I got to mince youI`m playin rappers out like an old pair of gym shoesI can do anything, I can do anythingCrusin down the street in my six-four ImpalaIs what I`d like to be doin if only I had the dollarsA baller ain`t a baller if he ain`t got ballsA scholar ain`t a scholar if he ain`t got scho-lasticeducation, and if not that, then learn from lifeBeyond all of the material crapA human ain`t a human if he doesn`t make mistakesAnd the name of this song is Swan LakeVerse Two:A planet ain`t a planet if it don`t have warsA battle ain`t a battle if you don`t catch scarsA mind that ain`t inquisitive really doesn`t gotshit to live for if you can`t explore therealms of thought you ought not test lestyou be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped for abead from the weed lady, thought it was the bombReally wasn`t nuttin but a bag of strong palmsLost twenty dollars, didn`t get highMaybe next time I use my finances rightLive another day, learn another lessonAin`t no need to get my mental status cold stressinthat it`s so ill that it`s fo`-real that it`s no skill displayed, de shades gone nowSo it`s time to build my own umbrellaTell it tell her hella mellow fellows lounginBetter bread I never fled a header of the sounds andall I wanna do is run my own universeGrab the mic and let my spirit just FLOCK when I croon a verseMind over matter, spirit over mindA doobie and a skin funky breakbeats and rhymesA true blue homey to the end reminiscin with yoursister in the living room ginA life with a plan nine acres on a landBuilding self by yourself helpin out a fellow manPrepare for the essence when your inner soul`s freeBefore the departure plantin of the right seedI think what everybody`s strivin for is peace of mindI`m thinkin the world is full of inner places that are out there to findManipulated minds need to make an escapeAnd the name of this song is Swan LakeManipulated minds need to make an escapeAnd the name of this song is Swan Lake