Текст песни Dub FX - Free my soul (live in Italy)

Live Onda Streets Of Europe
Жанр: Hip-Hop
Исполнитель: Dub FX
Альбом: Live Onda Streets Of Europe
Длительность: 05:18
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Текст:

“Yeah! All right! This is a new one more shit!” Give me the beat box and free my soul. I wanna get lost in the end of the road. Fast flips will drift away. (repeat two times) By the rhythm of my lips It`s a fix of these nicks Move hips to сonnect of the funky beat boxes. This is my brain Shut it again As I could bring and you too Do this all train. Let me say, “Come back in town To the old school.” Remember the days I smoke a sniff every day. Come on! Let be the ways on how to praise To force you. I am just another fool Try to survive on my mind to fight. And realize the dream with my own eyes. I`ll take the industry by surprise. You define the lies in suffer mind. Try to find a real life `Cause I will give it up, live it up. I`ll give it up for my only motion You`ll give me сrashin` on the Earth like an Ocean. My poetry is like the magic in a potion. Your penalty is like the kiss of my devotion. `Cause some words of hip-hop and just don`t stop Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop. The fever on the floor Will make your body rock. The funk won`t stop And send you to the top. Come on! I was in hip-hop and just don`t stop Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop. The fever on the floor Will make your body rock. The funk won`t stop! Come on!!! Well, plenishing is a mission on the beat of situation We`re just takin` a place across the nation. The funk is a pleasant in the vision, Bringin` a decision to the mobilization About position. I`m singin` just all across the nation Live with more invasion. Come on! And do ya only top vocation. This is my frentition of prisonal politition. Singin` that It`s the beat See the only division. You see collision of all the singin`, But that`s the desperation You can`t fall without the nation. This population about See inflation without. You wanna let the magic, `cause the beat went out This fuck – Excuses, excuses That`s all I ever hear. When I livin` up and livin` out but here. So, don`t you fear the next Just impress my text Let your mind collect The best indoors to protect. So profuse of the media smooth `Cause I`ve got all the glues Protect the base of party, express abuse. Come on! We can`t go on just be sittin` on the fence The power of us…………of any mets. It`s a chance to see A group of people be free, Takin` over the world And look like you and me. So, let`s see, you will join me I`ll give you a choice,- The power of the weapon Or the Power of Your VOICE. I was in hip-hop and just don`t stop Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop. The fever on the floor Will make your body rock. The funk won`t stop And send you to the top. Come on! I was in hip-hop and just don`t stop Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop. The fever on the floor Will make your body rock. The funk won`t stop And send you to the top. Give me the beat box and free my soul. I wanna get lost in the end of the road. Fast flips will drift away. (repeat two times)
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