I am Maceo I be blowin' the soul out of this horn
Tradução: De La Soul. Puedo ser Blowin '.
[MACEO PARKER:] (I am Maceo. I be blowin' the soul out of this horn) [Instrumental track with light tambourine/hi hat beat in background, children playing
it, but I made it, so I'm never concerned About what they be talkin' about, I've lived and I've learned With my dream and my drive, I determined my turn
roll All right, now take it low Now I need the spotlight to hit me Right here As the crowd starts to cheer I need the fan to blow right through my rockstar
take it low Now I need the spotlight to hit me Right here As the crowd starts to cheer I need the fan to blow right through my rock star hair Right here
just to believe Blow out your lungs, Let your mouth fill with blood, Stop, hang on my every word, Because I promise I'm coming back. I blocked your
is hard to bear. Don't know how a thing so old could still be there. When I fell the rain in my soul. I give it up and I go. Everybody had to rush, rush
you heal me, I am not the only one Can you feel me, I don't want to be undone I'm everyone Save me from this living hell I don't wanna know another tale
me, I am not the only one Can you feel me, I don't want to be undone I'm everyone Save me from this living hell I don't wanna know another tale Someone
told me that my next blow would be my fuckin death blow Tell kadada I'm not ready I ain't even let my momma know I ain't got no kids I'm only 24 Before
chiefa Niggas give me the chills I pick the heat up Im scared of who, you? Fuck no I let the shit blow Circle the block, before I duck off I stay blunted
Dope Game Came In 85 Watchin Soul Train Mama Told Me I Was The Future, And One Day I'll Be Fly Like Soul Plane Just Don't Bang But Back Then, I'd Do Anything
it down fuck it I can shoot a video to it and spend half the budget I'm gangsta, let the .40 cal blow in public More hatred inside my soul than Pac
I turn up the collar on, my favourite winter coat This thing is blowin' my mind I see the kids in the street, with not enough to eat who am I, to be blind
sweet so This girl be nice o, I met her for disco Whilst we be dancing, we be chatting We be laughing, we be hugging, we be drinking We be hmm hmm hmm