paroles de chanson Solving Combat - Kenny Segal , Pink Navel , R.A.P. Ferreira

Gotta go fast
Bombastic, puzzle box fall then break
That's magic (yeah)
Gotta go fast
Bombastic, puzzle box fall break break
That's magic
Gotta go fast
Bombastic, puzzle box fall break break
That's magic (wooh!)

Gotta go fast, bombastic
When I'm solving blocks fall and magic (yeah)
Bring waves from the Twitchfield passion
For the closure, satisfaction
Arranging my passion in closely (wooh)
I'm loving my time with the whole team (yeah)
Playing online in a full screen
It was always in the back of my mind
How I found place in rap (what?)
When my foundation was lost in time
It cost a whole statement track (yeah)
Of Apostle God's kin in a soft tin
Going all in, since the pots bubble
The acoustic sonic and guitar hymns
How I stopped them from a constant
Doctor the funny kin
Similar to Chris Griffin, if you're with us, boopie boopie
Not exactly sure what I really did
But at the time so pretty went up
When I hope to follow the cause and ask just a bit
It'll happen just kinda like sort of magic
Pay us off big time and I'm playing all passionate (yeah, hmm)

Gotta go fast bombastic
Puzzle blocks fall then break
That's magic (magic)
Gotta go fast bombastic
Puzzle blocks fall break break
That's magic (magic)
Gotta go fast bombastic
Puzzle blocks fall then break
That's magic
Gotta go fast bombastic
Puzzle blocks fall break break
That's magic

Wanna go fast, fantastic
First you gotta learn to go slow, that's mastery
Otherwise capsized to crap, that's tragedy
Like to thank all the niggas had a laugh at me
And I'm so sincere
They look surprised
The painter cuts his ear
And I gouge my eyes
That's art, my dear, you know the price
I pay it gladly
How embarrassing, the upper handing
The always having, the never growling
My hunger prowling
Unencumbered, plugged into wonder
I found a path and tore asunder
Ruby running with the emerald staff
Godspeed, you do the math

And dare I ask
Is my verbiage too assertive?
Is my sentence a disturbance?
Is my whimsy too filthy?
Is it my writing causing the thunder and lightning?
Is it my immaculate style making a hater smile?
Is there a pension plan for a poet in Wonderland?
Perhaps a participation protection one could find place in?
Guess we'll settle for a podcast placement

Call this Yoga for the duds
Yoga for the duds