Song | Walk To Slide - album version |
Artist | G. Love & Special Sauce |
Album | G. Love And Special Sauce |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : G. Love | |
Spring has sprung cause all it does is rain | |
Again outisde is dull walls as dull drive | |
The sea has called fog from the waters | |
City screams for suns and daughters | |
Owned by the nights | |
But they ain't all of that | |
Tainted cats freaks to roll | |
Cool in the packs | |
I'm in the basement mixing | |
Tripping off my lips and | |
Elixing my mind with the nightlife | |
Spring comes misting | |
Drunk and listening to | |
AM radioRemembering pump up the volume cause | |
I know I got it | |
The soul of speakers thought | |
I shed skins of old | |
When I'm taught by the older | |
Records that | |
I caught I get fat | |
In my pad | |
I'm not bad | |
Not smiling passing for time to take a while | |
Wasting from the wild as | |
I walk to slide | |
I bring from inside from the center | |
Epicenter radius oval roll you smooth you | |
Mold you, | |
I'm like that | |
Moon to sun to start this seed | |
Water drip drop drip drop | |
Your boggie ball your rubber ball | |
The smooth of a weathered wall | |
The cycles of the systems | |
The circles within them | |
I walk to slide | |
Walk the slide on the outside | |
Walk the mile on the in | |
Keep it clouds on the outside | |
Keep it cool on the in | |
Lost in the spin | |
The face folds to melt the mask | |
It's hard to get help when | |
You're coming from the down low | |
Growing to know the smooth | |
In changeI walk to slide | |
From the tombs | |
I got tunes | |
Like the spoonful | |
House to groove | |
French to groove | |
The falling sun | |
We've had our fun | |
The sunset came to still | |
Stays the same |
zuo ci : G. Love | |
Spring has sprung cause all it does is rain | |
Again outisde is dull walls as dull drive | |
The sea has called fog from the waters | |
City screams for suns and daughters | |
Owned by the nights | |
But they ain' t all of that | |
Tainted cats freaks to roll | |
Cool in the packs | |
I' m in the basement mixing | |
Tripping off my lips and | |
Elixing my mind with the nightlife | |
Spring comes misting | |
Drunk and listening to | |
AM radioRemembering pump up the volume cause | |
I know I got it | |
The soul of speakers thought | |
I shed skins of old | |
When I' m taught by the older | |
Records that | |
I caught I get fat | |
In my pad | |
I' m not bad | |
Not smiling passing for time to take a while | |
Wasting from the wild as | |
I walk to slide | |
I bring from inside from the center | |
Epicenter radius oval roll you smooth you | |
Mold you, | |
I' m like that | |
Moon to sun to start this seed | |
Water drip drop drip drop | |
Your boggie ball your rubber ball | |
The smooth of a weathered wall | |
The cycles of the systems | |
The circles within them | |
I walk to slide | |
Walk the slide on the outside | |
Walk the mile on the in | |
Keep it clouds on the outside | |
Keep it cool on the in | |
Lost in the spin | |
The face folds to melt the mask | |
It' s hard to get help when | |
You' re coming from the down low | |
Growing to know the smooth | |
In changeI walk to slide | |
From the tombs | |
I got tunes | |
Like the spoonful | |
House to groove | |
French to groove | |
The falling sun | |
We' ve had our fun | |
The sunset came to still | |
Stays the same |
zuò cí : G. Love | |
Spring has sprung cause all it does is rain | |
Again outisde is dull walls as dull drive | |
The sea has called fog from the waters | |
City screams for suns and daughters | |
Owned by the nights | |
But they ain' t all of that | |
Tainted cats freaks to roll | |
Cool in the packs | |
I' m in the basement mixing | |
Tripping off my lips and | |
Elixing my mind with the nightlife | |
Spring comes misting | |
Drunk and listening to | |
AM radioRemembering pump up the volume cause | |
I know I got it | |
The soul of speakers thought | |
I shed skins of old | |
When I' m taught by the older | |
Records that | |
I caught I get fat | |
In my pad | |
I' m not bad | |
Not smiling passing for time to take a while | |
Wasting from the wild as | |
I walk to slide | |
I bring from inside from the center | |
Epicenter radius oval roll you smooth you | |
Mold you, | |
I' m like that | |
Moon to sun to start this seed | |
Water drip drop drip drop | |
Your boggie ball your rubber ball | |
The smooth of a weathered wall | |
The cycles of the systems | |
The circles within them | |
I walk to slide | |
Walk the slide on the outside | |
Walk the mile on the in | |
Keep it clouds on the outside | |
Keep it cool on the in | |
Lost in the spin | |
The face folds to melt the mask | |
It' s hard to get help when | |
You' re coming from the down low | |
Growing to know the smooth | |
In changeI walk to slide | |
From the tombs | |
I got tunes | |
Like the spoonful | |
House to groove | |
French to groove | |
The falling sun | |
We' ve had our fun | |
The sunset came to still | |
Stays the same |