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Lyrics for Drop by Pharcyde:
| | | Artist: | Pharcyde |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Drop | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 128 | | | | Lyrics: | Bootie Brown:
Let me freak the funk,
obsolete is the punk that talk more junk than
Sanford sells
I jet propel at a rate that complice their mental state
as I invade their
masquerade
they couldn't fade with a clipper blade
10 years in the trade is not enough, you
can't cut it
I let you take a swing, and you bunted
for an easy out, I leave mc's with
doubt
of exceeding, my name is Bottie Brown and I'm proceeding, leading,
they try to follow
but they're shallow and hollow
I can see right through them like an empty 40 bottle, of
O.E.
they have no key, or no clue
to the game at all, now they washed up
hung out to
dry
standing looking stpud, wondering why
(why man?)
it was the fame, that they tried to
get
now they walking around talkin about represent
and keep it real, but I got to
appeal
cause they exisitng in a fantasy when holding the steel
Slim Kid
3:
rock a bye baby,
listen to my heart pumping to a fine ravine
of all things it's
a vain of a shrine
all missions impossible are possible, cause I'm
heading for a new sector
365 days fron now, I'll
wipe the sweat from my brow
and each and every true will stick, or
fall from the sky of my cloud nine
from homies all the way to chics, no matter how
fine
cotrolling is a swollen way to wreck a proud mind
you hold it in your hands and watch a
man start crying
tear after tear in the puppet man's hands
every time you take a stance you
do the puppet man's dance
and the worlds at a stand-still
deep in broken mansville, trapped
in the moat with an avil, still
killing yourself, and dogging ya health
you ain't
amphibious, so grab a hold of yourself
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