paroles de chanson Don't Touch That Dial (feat. Ras Kass & O.C.) - Ras Kass , Apathy , O.C.

Don't touch that dial, these rappers tuning into my style
I'm turning into some vile human beings eating bile
From a corpse, Larry Bird on the basketball courts
I'm East Coast as Puerto Ricans smoking Newports in Jorts
I'm the Human Torch, flames flicker on my skin
Head covered in pins like Hellraiser, my sins
Are far too numerous to mention let's just say that I'm fucked
I'm on a highway to hell inside a gasoline truck
I got hoes on my dick, pussy pics in my inbox
A drawer full of fangs more powerful than Grimlocks'
I'm Mike Tyson rib shots, I'm bright like the Gremlins
I'm Michael Knight revving KITT's engine and assembling
The clash that caused storm in the Kremlin
I'm benchpressing a Soviet missile, I got a posse of henchmen
Recruiting from an alternate time another dimension
I brought down the Earth with my scientific invention
Living life like, I never know if the sun will rise
Look me in the eyes this is all I got
Bunch of notebooks, songs with no hooks
The Genesis, God said let there be light
Living life like, I never know if the sun will rise
Look me in the eyes this is all I got
Bunch of notebooks, songs with no hooks
The Genesis, God said let there be light
When 27 my young [?] in the bed
And so I'm heading to the headphones pressing the pencil there
Back to the drawing board
We were skaters then I'll be shredding(720 gazelle flip)
I'll make it look easy they break a leg
And I'm egging them all like break a leg and sing 'em a song
I'm John Legend, the new John Lennon, a rhyme legend
Some niggas like every line pregnant, combine segments
Cellular mitosis, the building blocks of creation
Divine tetris, I design the outdoor room with no exits
To entertain Cedrics, all in the genetics not the Edison Electrics
If I stomp you with my nikes I can cross that of my checklist
They left us the underworld not even supposed to survive here
Underground hip hop, we thrive here
Chemistry, CT, let's cruise like a PT
Apathy, Ras Kass and O.C
Living life like, I never know if the sun will rise
Look me in the eyes this is all I got
Bunch of notebooks, songs with no hooks
The Genesis, God said let there be light
Living life like, I never know if the sun will rise
Look me in the eyes this is all I got
Bunch of notebooks, songs with no hooks
The Genesis, God said let there be light
[Verse 3: O.
When Ap sent out the beacon my pen was ready
Verbal variables with attitudes
When ideas get the spinning for a song
It's negated by the bars and my peers this just the tone
Listen to the voices hitting notes blend with the flow
Faint sound of xylophones pen left and right
Vocal sound as if I'm writing me a [?]
Peep the monotone
After my sixteen's done I fold it and place it inside an envelope
Post, mark it, first class overnighted back to Gatsby
It's no race but I call it a track meet
Anchor to the song's finale, the baton
Passed to me by Ras Kass, let off by Apathy
When I start a pistol ring, then it's feet left the block
Via Flash, [?] it's a blur
Too quick for the mind's eye to deny
Non-confirmed release date, to be determined got these rappers nervous
Living life like, I never know if the sun will rise
Look me in the eyes this is all I got
Bunch of notebooks, songs with no hooks
The Genesis, God said let there be light
Living life like, I never know if the sun will rise
Look me in the eyes this is all I got
Bunch of notebooks, songs with no hooks
The Genesis, God said let there be light
[Outro: O.
Yeah
O.C
Apathy
RK
It's another day man
Let there be light
Let's spliff up
Let there be light
Yeah
We're rocking out
We are the children of tomorrow's dream
This shit feels like UFOs and shit
Aliens nigga