Song | Understanding the Inner Mind's Eye |
Artist | Leaders of the New School |
Album | T.I.M.E. |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jackson/Higgins/Smith/Scott | |
作曲 : Jackson/Higgins/Smith/Scott | |
Some people don't understand(x4) | |
The inner soul and the thoughts | |
Of the Inner Mind's Eye. | |
Front line 510 to 710 I'm back again | |
So we send and extend. | |
Peace to all it's the plural oral B the | |
Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity | |
Satellites coincide unifying it's time. | |
To climb avidly apparently reality | |
Below zero it makes you pale no color | |
For the bleach for seasons many reasons. | |
Equinox equator now who's the raider | |
And who's the soul who stole the surface? | |
Sacrifice slice commanding | |
I'm demanding official awareness we | |
Share this common understanding. | |
Word is bond and I give my | |
Life before my word shall fall, | |
Do me a favor listen up y'all. | |
We got to activate social | |
Activity for one common cause, | |
Cherish your mind or you will | |
Perish. | |
Nigga, relax your temper, so | |
We can live up to our nature | |
As civilized men | |
Everytime we live savage-like, we | |
Damage like the heads of our | |
Young little seeds. | |
Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes, | |
My eye balls bleed, since when | |
Was my mind really freed, | |
it's kind of ill when you don't | |
Know what time or whose time | |
You are livin' in, this is the earth | |
We exist within. | |
Damn | |
My mind keep swellin' | |
While in my inner soul keeps | |
Tellin' my anger & hate, while | |
In my verses, I keep yellin' | |
Let's do this, let's do this, | |
Let's make a change, so I could | |
Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged | |
You better believe it gotta stop. | |
Yes it gotta stop, word is bond | |
God! Word is Bond! | |
I'll be coming around the mountian | |
Mountain | |
Mama mia more money nonstop | |
Solar sex the believer of breather | |
Taking on all sorts of shit | |
The devil his wife son daughter | |
And don't let me see you shoot no dogs | |
My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths | |
Infa-ray fake laughs relay or may | |
I say DJ away okay we stay | |
Hay play afraid touche uma | |
Might spray who I'm at least to | |
Say can really dig it man really | |
Dig it damn smack deep right in | |
The mind jack flash jump start | |
Signing off time often givin' up | |
Ending up next in line |
zuo ci : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
zuo qu : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
Some people don' t understand x4 | |
The inner soul and the thoughts | |
Of the Inner Mind' s Eye. | |
Front line 510 to 710 I' m back again | |
So we send and extend. | |
Peace to all it' s the plural oral B the | |
Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity | |
Satellites coincide unifying it' s time. | |
To climb avidly apparently reality | |
Below zero it makes you pale no color | |
For the bleach for seasons many reasons. | |
Equinox equator now who' s the raider | |
And who' s the soul who stole the surface? | |
Sacrifice slice commanding | |
I' m demanding official awareness we | |
Share this common understanding. | |
Word is bond and I give my | |
Life before my word shall fall, | |
Do me a favor listen up y' all. | |
We got to activate social | |
Activity for one common cause, | |
Cherish your mind or you will | |
Perish. | |
Nigga, relax your temper, so | |
We can live up to our nature | |
As civilized men | |
Everytime we live savagelike, we | |
Damage like the heads of our | |
Young little seeds. | |
Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes, | |
My eye balls bleed, since when | |
Was my mind really freed, | |
it' s kind of ill when you don' t | |
Know what time or whose time | |
You are livin' in, this is the earth | |
We exist within. | |
Damn | |
My mind keep swellin' | |
While in my inner soul keeps | |
Tellin' my anger hate, while | |
In my verses, I keep yellin' | |
Let' s do this, let' s do this, | |
Let' s make a change, so I could | |
Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged | |
You better believe it gotta stop. | |
Yes it gotta stop, word is bond | |
God! Word is Bond! | |
I' ll be coming around the mountian | |
Mountain | |
Mama mia more money nonstop | |
Solar sex the believer of breather | |
Taking on all sorts of shit | |
The devil his wife son daughter | |
And don' t let me see you shoot no dogs | |
My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths | |
Infaray fake laughs relay or may | |
I say DJ away okay we stay | |
Hay play afraid touche uma | |
Might spray who I' m at least to | |
Say can really dig it man really | |
Dig it damn smack deep right in | |
The mind jack flash jump start | |
Signing off time often givin' up | |
Ending up next in line |
zuò cí : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
zuò qǔ : Jackson Higgins Smith Scott | |
Some people don' t understand x4 | |
The inner soul and the thoughts | |
Of the Inner Mind' s Eye. | |
Front line 510 to 710 I' m back again | |
So we send and extend. | |
Peace to all it' s the plural oral B the | |
Urban rural publicity Afrocentricity | |
Satellites coincide unifying it' s time. | |
To climb avidly apparently reality | |
Below zero it makes you pale no color | |
For the bleach for seasons many reasons. | |
Equinox equator now who' s the raider | |
And who' s the soul who stole the surface? | |
Sacrifice slice commanding | |
I' m demanding official awareness we | |
Share this common understanding. | |
Word is bond and I give my | |
Life before my word shall fall, | |
Do me a favor listen up y' all. | |
We got to activate social | |
Activity for one common cause, | |
Cherish your mind or you will | |
Perish. | |
Nigga, relax your temper, so | |
We can live up to our nature | |
As civilized men | |
Everytime we live savagelike, we | |
Damage like the heads of our | |
Young little seeds. | |
Oh! my gosh damn pressure makes, | |
My eye balls bleed, since when | |
Was my mind really freed, | |
it' s kind of ill when you don' t | |
Know what time or whose time | |
You are livin' in, this is the earth | |
We exist within. | |
Damn | |
My mind keep swellin' | |
While in my inner soul keeps | |
Tellin' my anger hate, while | |
In my verses, I keep yellin' | |
Let' s do this, let' s do this, | |
Let' s make a change, so I could | |
Stop feelin' strange, making a fool out of myself like I am deranged | |
You better believe it gotta stop. | |
Yes it gotta stop, word is bond | |
God! Word is Bond! | |
I' ll be coming around the mountian | |
Mountain | |
Mama mia more money nonstop | |
Solar sex the believer of breather | |
Taking on all sorts of shit | |
The devil his wife son daughter | |
And don' t let me see you shoot no dogs | |
My pit will sit seed in all frequent paths | |
Infaray fake laughs relay or may | |
I say DJ away okay we stay | |
Hay play afraid touche uma | |
Might spray who I' m at least to | |
Say can really dig it man really | |
Dig it damn smack deep right in | |
The mind jack flash jump start | |
Signing off time often givin' up | |
Ending up next in line |