paroles de chanson Love Is Love - Binary Star

On a scale of 1 to 10, the rating is 10
Tracks bump like the Brother man shaving his chin
Scratch that, and I ain't gotta say it again
Bring it back, the DJ playing our shit
Binary Star taking requests, you made a wish
All praise to the creator who made it exist
Every Man, Angel, and Djinn are in Alien ships
I don't want to wait til the end and pray and repent
I don't want to stay in the Penn I hated the pigs
Look again, free as a bird my cape in the wind
With these rhymes over here here don't take an offence
I'm on a plane, playing these gigs and payin' my rent
"Bonjour" why you say it in French, don't even trip
We on tour taking these pics, say "Cheese!"
Maybe a Swiss, a day in Berlin came back home
Niggas looking at us like we're empty or shit
I remain grateful to live, as long as I'm able to give
Let me say it again, God grateful and I'm able to give
Hunger pains every day that I spit...
Every moment is a major event
16 going grey in my head
16 years later still in this game we're playing to win
Though we ain't playing around, we're running in a race
Against Big Ben my second win just came in
Now you super silly guest rappers just can't win
I make the buffet end on a 1-day binge
Just say when, inspired when I puff that shit
Had me feeling all tired man, flush that shit
I don't even wanna touch that shit, it's like porno
She see me on a fly wanna duck that sick
Cause she think I got money; wish the fuck I did
Give me love, you never know how much that is

Love is Love, and everywhere I go it feels like mother's hugs
Got a number of brothers, but none are blood
You got a problem let's gun
I'll step in front of a gun, true colors don't run this much
And I ain't saying that because of a buzz
I'll say it public uncut, you pulled me out of the sludge
Up out of the [?], no judgment or grudge
I thought I was done
Now I feel like Collins in the Air in The Night
When he bumped on the drums Senim was a bum
Til J put me on, said "you're one of us [?]
We used to bust at lunch for fun...
Who knew these were seeds from green thumbs and we was what dreams become
But can't be hung up on what was once
Gotta leave, grow up, branch out from the trunk
Cuz amongst the bunch this stubborn stump's all growth stunt
Above the thoughts I rose up
And even though Senim Silla's the focus
"All is Mines" is plural I do it for both us
For my close ones hold it down, Rosa Parks
Til I'm ghost of, I know the same stuff's a rollercoaster
Easy to your head it goes, to
Easy to forget your origins and folks, the culture
I'm always down to network Oprah, but sometimes
Love's the culprit it attracts the Locust
The Voltures; my eye's wide open
Non-drinking, non-smoking so I won't slide over
Ain't no wool pulled over, [?] Karl Rove uh
No misnomers; of family, love, and loyalty in that order