AquaCityBoy Lyrics
| Song | AquaCityBoy |
| Artist | k-os |
| Album | Atlantis - Hymns for Disco |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brereton, Gahunia, Garrway ... | |
| It's over here | |
| It's over here | |
| Check itWe ice cold, rap | |
| Siberia, North | |
| PoleThis ain't rock 'n' roll 'cause the rapper's in control | |
| I'm like a blacksmith, forgin' the mic into gold | |
| The game gets old, when the game gets sold | |
| I spent a lot of time, perusin' the | |
| T DotMaybe a beats hot, but syllables bleeped out | |
| Many men turn to mice when searchin' for cheese, auk | |
| Pick up these guitars, not negative heat knocks now | |
| I'm like a rangular, angular, rhyme strangler | |
| Bangin' the beats from here to | |
| HallieAnd | |
| I'm manning a microphone | |
| You best respect | |
| Canada in this musical famine | |
| So here's some manna you can't examine | |
| I'm staggerin', drunk amongst style | |
| Offishall like | |
| Kardinal, big up to | |
| Red WonMisfit, they put me up in the mix | |
| Zeb Rock, ghetto's comin' with a bag of tricks, sick | |
| Yo, it's over here | |
| It's over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it's called the | |
| T DotHere, it's over here | |
| It's over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it's called the | |
| T DotOh, oh, oh, you don't know? | |
| Corrup and | |
| Whippy, that's east of | |
| TorontoUsed to take the | |
| Jetta downtown to check the sounds | |
| Of DJ X and mastermindin' the underground | |
| Now I'm grown up but | |
| I feel stuck | |
| Hip-hop head forever, tryin' to keep it together | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think I'm goin' insane | |
| Pressure brain, pressure flowin' on my head like rain | |
| But fame can bring pain | |
| That's why | |
| I got game and a rude attitude | |
| That I call | |
| Emily MSo you can get the | |
| Prozac if you claim to know | |
| That what | |
| I'm livin', | |
| I break it down like long division | |
| A mathematician with inner vision like | |
| StevieNo wonder, | |
| I make a move from one street to | |
| VancouverLookin' for philosopher's stone | |
| It's over there, no, it's over here, what? | |
| It's over here | |
| Yo, it's over here | |
| It's over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it's called the | |
| T DotHere, it's over here | |
| It's over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it's called the | |
| T Dot |
| zuo qu : Brereton, Gahunia, Garrway ... | |
| It' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| Check itWe ice cold, rap | |
| Siberia, North | |
| PoleThis ain' t rock ' n' roll ' cause the rapper' s in control | |
| I' m like a blacksmith, forgin' the mic into gold | |
| The game gets old, when the game gets sold | |
| I spent a lot of time, perusin' the | |
| T DotMaybe a beats hot, but syllables bleeped out | |
| Many men turn to mice when searchin' for cheese, auk | |
| Pick up these guitars, not negative heat knocks now | |
| I' m like a rangular, angular, rhyme strangler | |
| Bangin' the beats from here to | |
| HallieAnd | |
| I' m manning a microphone | |
| You best respect | |
| Canada in this musical famine | |
| So here' s some manna you can' t examine | |
| I' m staggerin', drunk amongst style | |
| Offishall like | |
| Kardinal, big up to | |
| Red WonMisfit, they put me up in the mix | |
| Zeb Rock, ghetto' s comin' with a bag of tricks, sick | |
| Yo, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T DotHere, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T DotOh, oh, oh, you don' t know? | |
| Corrup and | |
| Whippy, that' s east of | |
| TorontoUsed to take the | |
| Jetta downtown to check the sounds | |
| Of DJ X and mastermindin' the underground | |
| Now I' m grown up but | |
| I feel stuck | |
| Hiphop head forever, tryin' to keep it together | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think I' m goin' insane | |
| Pressure brain, pressure flowin' on my head like rain | |
| But fame can bring pain | |
| That' s why | |
| I got game and a rude attitude | |
| That I call | |
| Emily MSo you can get the | |
| Prozac if you claim to know | |
| That what | |
| I' m livin', | |
| I break it down like long division | |
| A mathematician with inner vision like | |
| StevieNo wonder, | |
| I make a move from one street to | |
| VancouverLookin' for philosopher' s stone | |
| It' s over there, no, it' s over here, what? | |
| It' s over here | |
| Yo, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T DotHere, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T Dot |
| zuò qǔ : Brereton, Gahunia, Garrway ... | |
| It' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| Check itWe ice cold, rap | |
| Siberia, North | |
| PoleThis ain' t rock ' n' roll ' cause the rapper' s in control | |
| I' m like a blacksmith, forgin' the mic into gold | |
| The game gets old, when the game gets sold | |
| I spent a lot of time, perusin' the | |
| T DotMaybe a beats hot, but syllables bleeped out | |
| Many men turn to mice when searchin' for cheese, auk | |
| Pick up these guitars, not negative heat knocks now | |
| I' m like a rangular, angular, rhyme strangler | |
| Bangin' the beats from here to | |
| HallieAnd | |
| I' m manning a microphone | |
| You best respect | |
| Canada in this musical famine | |
| So here' s some manna you can' t examine | |
| I' m staggerin', drunk amongst style | |
| Offishall like | |
| Kardinal, big up to | |
| Red WonMisfit, they put me up in the mix | |
| Zeb Rock, ghetto' s comin' with a bag of tricks, sick | |
| Yo, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T DotHere, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T DotOh, oh, oh, you don' t know? | |
| Corrup and | |
| Whippy, that' s east of | |
| TorontoUsed to take the | |
| Jetta downtown to check the sounds | |
| Of DJ X and mastermindin' the underground | |
| Now I' m grown up but | |
| I feel stuck | |
| Hiphop head forever, tryin' to keep it together | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think I' m goin' insane | |
| Pressure brain, pressure flowin' on my head like rain | |
| But fame can bring pain | |
| That' s why | |
| I got game and a rude attitude | |
| That I call | |
| Emily MSo you can get the | |
| Prozac if you claim to know | |
| That what | |
| I' m livin', | |
| I break it down like long division | |
| A mathematician with inner vision like | |
| StevieNo wonder, | |
| I make a move from one street to | |
| VancouverLookin' for philosopher' s stone | |
| It' s over there, no, it' s over here, what? | |
| It' s over here | |
| Yo, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T DotHere, it' s over here | |
| It' s over here | |
| And we blow the spot | |
| Put your city on the map and it' s called the | |
| T Dot |
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