Paroles ... Ethnic Hip-hop. Male vocal & percussions. BPM 100.
10 seconds
Lyrics by Mattic Parks Music by Chomsk'
(Chorus) 6 seconds 5 seconds 4 seconds Mr. Mat your on 3 seconds 2 seconds 1 second Mr. Mat your on
It's like heat from the sunlight, I squeeze the tight life out of you, and got you smiling to So What it do ? Relay the verses right back to you so you act a fool The up with cool, down with school.
Has a list of line of waiters full of haters some rock timberland, some rock with gators Some all natural, but still get their power pulled Reconnection is beautiful thing the mind rule. Duel with this expertise mic handle, out of order generating dudes be lighting candles. Just to catch a swift win now you in the dark, I heard some nigga's waiting for that ass in the parking lot.
So what's the wrong route, escape death I doubt it They after you Only seconds Mattic's after you Only seconds Mattic's after you It takes seconds Mattic's after you To make a track Yo Mr. Fantastic is after you
That's the way of the world Day tripper, your song I skip to the next one because I can't take it no more This is classic encounters Consider the source down to earth til it explodes and bust like grapes. And out of shape fat people other words obesity. To get along with everyone, no you history. You shitting me or can you just not see ? In this life time I mastered the art in my ability.
The originality, exalted and compassionate The expediter Restored to mentor When I the television on I witness all the gluttony. But if I talk about it nigga's just mute the, focus of my sanity, body and soul love and weather, fall apart and build back together. My spirit box's has got a black man's waltz with three little words, I love you At all cost My people whose the boss and do you pay the cost ? Yo check it out now, witness the floss because, I'm about to make another record, and you van hit in about 10 seconds cause…
(chorus) 10 seconds 9 seconds 8 seconds Mr. Mat your on 7 seconds 6 seconds 5 seconds Mr. Mat your on 4 seconds 3 seconds 2 seconds Mr. Mat your on 1 second 1 second No seconds Mr. Mat your on
Paroles ... Hip-hop. Wonky music. Video games fx. Male vocal. BPM 92.
GHOST MUSIC Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P Beat by Chomsky
(Chorus) Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music Ghost music
Hey it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music it's Poltergeist music
The like… Ah hell now did I miss it? before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated. I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.
Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule My medulla's like pole vaulter's A high choose Your best tracks, friend can help. In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.
And the crowd the only clap cause they don't want no playback. A universal word describes you as whack. While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger. The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.
Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal. Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will. Death Certificate host, America's most.
Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage. The stage or the living room I abuse it Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands Energy my man let me help you understand
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha They think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you
When they watch ya
How you got to X a man on the stage
Think they got cha they think the got cha
Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd
When they watch you When they watch ya
Music pause people (repeat) Music make's think (repeat) Music make'em think Man you got make them think!!
Paroles ... Hip-hop with a 70's feel. Male vocal. BPM 126.
RELAX Lyrics by Mattic, beat by Blanka Featuring ASM
(Chorus) Relax Relax your mind (Repeat)
Yo who can be the ultimate? I say what side is packing it? Endure like ensure, nigga's need life packets Full metal jackets, and ratchets make inspector gadget go go gadget arms alarm if your charm.
Chill like the wisdom from my Grandma with holy Korans Blood brothers make a bond edged in stone a throne of the kingdom is his, fuck the show biz even if most will raise a kid, television it is.
The parent of a split up home, whose the runner of the field in your dome. Making any progress in game without a name Jon doe identify scanning your brain.
I talk undernet the surface The average can't word the hologram wrapping your heart like saran. Cool like the iceman, a blizzard in hand and rupture the plan, as i see the world as a man.
Of a rare breed, indeed we planet seeds with the words that we use. Idolize by fools swimming in ah dead pool I clock till the better end rules like the Senate.
Nigga's think the made for the house of representatives they prevent this, my rhymes start orange like a sun kiss but here's a twist.
Faith pulls most together just like a puzzle Im strange, but my mouth out powers the human muzzle.
Im ah hustle, clock figures minus triggers and sneak up and bounce on that ass just tiger And sneak up and bounce on ass just tiger sneak on you and bounce on that ass just like tiger so relax
(Chorus) Relax Relax your mind Relax Relax your mind
Blues en mineur dans l'esprit des 20's & 30's. Mélancolique. Guitare ...Blues en mineur dans l'esprit des 20's & 30's. Mélancolique. Guitare & Dobro slide.
you look to your right You look to the left, there's always a fight I tried to look up,
but the sky wasn't clear To hell with it all, I'm going and drink me some beer
Don't you know ,got these old searching blues Don't know which way to turn, just to find my way back to you
I walked down the street, to find an old friend Made a wrong turn,had to come back again I went to find my lady, in front of her door She said "Who are you?" cause you don't live here no more
Don't you know,got these old searching blues Don't know which way to turn,just to find my way back to you
TRADUCTION :
Tu cherches, à droite, à gauche, tout n'est que lutte J'ai levé la tête, même le ciel était sombre Au diable tout ça, je vais me boire une bière
Tu sais, je cherche et j'ai le Blues Je ne sais pas par où aller, retrouver le chemin qui mène à toi
Je marche dans les rues pour retrouver un ami, Je me suis trompé, je retourne sur mes pas J'ai retrouvé ma copine sur le pas de sa porte Qui me dit "t'es qui ? car tu n'es pas d'ici
No more begging please gone this time for real shatter like a mirror hit by stone Never more to be the one to fill your needs now someone else WILL have to do those chores No matter how hard i tried to keep it right nothing last forevermore
All my ways and means couldn’t make it real I’m burnt out can’t do any more Hope in time to heal the wound i feel grace me the straight to carry on Left shatter beaten broke hearted bleeding not the same man i was before
Well It’ll be alrigth the sun will still shine with or without the love that’s lost Seems no matter what you try to equalize just keep on storming even more To always remember now and forever can’t replace what was before
Traduction :
Plus de solicitations, c’est fini pour de bon Comme un mirroir frappé par une pierre Je ne veux plus être celui qui répond à tes demandes Peu importent les efforts que j’ai fait pour tenir Rien n’est éternel
Toutes mes tentatives n’y pourraient rien Je suis au bout, je n’en peux plus J’espère que le temps appaisera ma peine Puisse le Ciel me donner la force d’avancer Mon cœur brisé saigne Je ne suis plus le même qu’avant
