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[Hook: {Old vocals sample}] "Think I'll put on a record" [x4] [Chorus:] |
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Put on a record |
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Think I'll put on a record |
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Think I'll put on a record |
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Let it spin again, again, again, again |
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Then I'll |
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Put on a record |
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Think I'll put on a record |
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Think I'll put on a record |
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Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end... [Verse 1:] |
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Think I'm a put on a record, reckon you wanna recognise |
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I'm a wrecking ball, wreck a site recollect the vibe |
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Excercise |
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CD's, put it in your deck and drive |
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Jeopardise freedom, might not be a second time |
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Petrified as the pressure rise like the petrol price |
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I'm the next in line like |
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Bin Laden's fifty second wife |
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Step inside the mind, mine so electrifying |
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Check the time, dropping biters quicker than insecticide |
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A Dr Jekyll hiding behind the mind of |
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Hyde Can't turn a blind eye like |
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Alqueda buying dynamite |
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Still tryna write, still tryna find the time |
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When you sign the line - meet more dicks than a virgina's life |
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A silent night, when |
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I recite a line my lips bleed |
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The darkest in my family like |
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Lionel Richie |
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A nineteen sixty transfixing melody |
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Rise the sick from the cemetery, the only remedy is... [Bridge:] |
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Hear the D |
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J spin the track |
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Come back around like a winner's lap |
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Never would you wanna get sick of that |
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Rewind that shit, yep bring it back |
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Hear the D |
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J spin the track |
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A cinematic diplomat |
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Kicking back, drink gin or |
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Jacks Rewind that shit and bring it back [Chorus] [Verse 2:] |
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Just let it play, feel vibrations through your vertebrae |
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Dieing to stay the highest like you were |
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Brazil's murder rate |
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Exterminate all you nerd and hating sherminators |
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Percolated coffee, rock at night in this nocturnal age |
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Turn the page still unpaid, |
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I'm paid in paper clips |
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The pain of being played while |
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I'm praying to the plagiarist |
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The turntablist razor blade blood |
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Cutting quicker than |
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Darth Vadar did to his own son |
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Run with hunger like goldilocks holding the rock |
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And me and rap we rap together like |
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Holden and |
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Brock, what? |
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It's the music, it makes your mood move with the wind |
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Quicker than a little you with some voodoo pins |
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So we [Chorus] [Verse 3:] |
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Imprisoned in this song's composition |
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A vision with every listen the listener can picture |
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A situation, some over rated/over played like |
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Neighbours |
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Some play then lead off the stage like |
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Ray is (BOOOOOO) |
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Everyday the same play, the same the shit on |
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TV What yah gonna watch you're lost in |
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Simpsons repeats |
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Knee deep in monkey see, monkey do |
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Now we up to the month of |
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June, what up with you? |
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Nothing new |
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Proven time is short, **** it man what's mine is yours |
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Wise words from a dinosaur, still feels like ninety four |
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Vinyl forces out all the memories you swallowed in |
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Riders of the storm given life to |
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Jim Morrison |
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Coroners report dead walking around the corodor |
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A common law bumping |
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Mortar Graphic |
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Tomahawk If a graffers bombing or running from an under cover's |
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Commodore |
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When you're home there's nothing that you want more than [Bridge] [Chorus] [Hook: {Vocals}] "Put on a record Think I'll fix myself some dinner Frozen egg rolls or spagetti from a can" |
