Laquan lyrics
Laquan lyrics
"Witness the Drift Lyrics"
[ VERSE 1: Laquan ]
We're monitored and the majority sounds alike
So we decided to invent a modified
Type that resembles no one
This method is identical to none
No procrastinating, we must hustle
On the strenght we gotta use much muscle
Lyrics are written for the public
Get to know this rhythm and love it
This style is smooth
Become one with the groove
And it's pumpin, so move
Knowledge from the lyrics, get involved with the clique
And witness words as they drift
Witness the drift
[ VERSE 2: Laquan ]
Flow on my boat of festivity, ignore negativity
And sail with me inm y lyrical treasure
If it's projected correctly music is pleasure
Say the word and you'll be free Say the word and be like me Say the word I'm thinking of Have you heard the word is love It's so fine, it's sunshine, it's the word love In the beginning I misunderstood But now I've got it the word is good Spread the word and you'll be free Spread the word and be like me Spread the word I'm thinking of Have you heard the word is love It's so f
Poetry's in motion like two lovers knockin
Soundin like another, that isn't my motto
See, I'm a leader not a follower
A portion of poets sound equivalent
They need to fabricate a style that's different
Drift to the music but don't miss the message
I'm droppin, your job's to catch it
Stop harrassin, we're not assassins
I'm just a vocalist far from Charles Manson
Brothers livin foul, they're actin like juveniles
They're goin a mile, man, they need to calm down
Speakin my theory as the crowd get near me
Yo, turn up the mic so they can hear me clearly
Then I be set
Yo Eric, how you feel about that? (Cool) Bet
Paintin a picture, learn from the scripture
TKO once the ba
I'm Still Waiting Lyrics
What I'm feeling,time is gonna heal it I've been hearing that for so long now They say I'll move on,got to try and be strong Life will go on,I'll get through this somehow Oh,but how,when I'm still waiting For you to come back I'm aching For you to walk through that door And hold me once more But you won't Waiting It was a Sunday,we buried you in the rain I neve
s hits yaWhat I'm feeling,time is gonna heal it I've been hearing that for so long now They say I'll move on,got to try and be strong Life will go on,I'll get through this somehow Oh,but how,when I'm still waiting For you to come back I'm aching For you to walk through that door And hold me once more But you won't Waiting It was a Sunday,we buried you in the rain I neve
Wounded by the lyrics, kicked by the bass
Peace to Style One, Deja, Mark and Tase
Cool, calm, almighty Laquan
I'm a menace to society and heavily armed
I'm a soloist, one DJ and a gun
Two heads are better than one
Peep out this misfit, it's dope, isn't it?
Get close to your speaker and witness the drift
Witness the drift
[ VERSE 3: Laquan ]
Calm, swift is how the vocal tone is thrown
As I let it be know that the blind will roam
In the dark as I spark and set a mark in this art
For a cause, save the applaus for last
As I blast and strive at a task
At a slow pace cause haste make waste
Most of you want to do what I do
State facts on wax and ma
Dorfmusik Lyrics
CHORUS Wenn am Sonntag abend die Dorfmusik spielt hei-didel-didel dei-didel-didel dum-bum Jedes kleine Madel die Liebe gleich f?hlt hei-didel-didel dei-didel-didel dum-bum Und Der lange Franzl schielt immer durch den Saal denn die Katherina will immer nochmal CHORUS G'rad als der Schmied ne Lage spendiert Und die Musik den Tusch intoniert
ke a million tooCHORUS Wenn am Sonntag abend die Dorfmusik spielt hei-didel-didel dei-didel-didel dum-bum Jedes kleine Madel die Liebe gleich f?hlt hei-didel-didel dei-didel-didel dum-bum Und Der lange Franzl schielt immer durch den Saal denn die Katherina will immer nochmal CHORUS G'rad als der Schmied ne Lage spendiert Und die Musik den Tusch intoniert
As I thrust this style style of speak
You're hypnotized as sound waves seep
Deep within and I'm gonna send you
Words that alternate at a constant rate
Picture yourself trapped in a cage
Your mind is in rage, you wake up, it's a stage
You think it's a dream, but you're still a prisoner
Cause I cook shrimps as if I was Sizzler
Here is the movement, work for improvement
Join hand in hand, back to the Motherland
It doesn't matter what your shade is
We need to set it straight, he think the land is his
I'm not taxin, stop ridin my tip
A smooth coaster, I don't flip, trip
Step tot his, as your spirit uplifts
Become a part of this, witness the drift
Witness the drift