Letras
Now, I want to say something. I am dealing with fact, not fiction
When you play, we don't talk. When we play, you don't talk
Promises and lies, songs in the key of life
Accusations of spies, stones and songs to revive
All these wings never fly, the suns never rise
At the funeral there's never a dry eye.
She favors the toung that is true,
Moving on with the crew, looking long coming thru
It's all jewels in the crown, never losing the town
Fools fold like frowns; soul style hold it down
Dive on a grenade to save the platoon
The icy veined dragon slayer cries to the moon
And I say unto you,
Ask, and it shall be given you; Seek, and ye shall find; The KAOS Krew motto's what we have to give
The only way to live is to think positive
So when an apple is offered by a poisonous snake
Split the atmosphere with soul style praise break
Let the power of suggestion make the mind unfurl
Understand the ocean is the lungs of the world
Hidden from the proud revealed to a child
Slickest dance moves from the meek and the mild
The wildness you see through the windows of the soul
The manifestation from the heart is cold
But when the beat is cold - the vibe is gold
Man - stand your position and play your role!
Tackling in time as we back up the rhyme
Clapping back half the time at the weakness of line
The sweetness of mine is a style oh so fine
Takes a while takes a minute for a pattern to shine
Never quit never stopped, take a lick take a shot
Move in, sweep and block, with the hippity hop
No rest no letup, still speaking in tongues
Tell the real deal now, speak drums
Soul style, everybody hold tight
Soul style brings the wild into subjection
Detect the nuance within the inflection
Maintain the courage - bold from the start
You'll get 2 of the best tickets and a candy heart
This is how we rocked and wild away the hours
Dilly Dally riding hard at Diaz Towerz
Sitting on the branches of my memory
All these beautiful times with Peek A Boo and Jonie D
Reset the alphabet, half step can't forget
Old gold no regret, never sold the stories yet!
technological magic, madness and mad tricks
Lost in a love of gadgets, Living a life stuck in sadness
Tomorrows a way away, drive like reload rally
and running hard like its paradise alley
Morning to night, shining like warning lights,
Peekaboo done told ya soul style, now hold tight!
Soul style, everybody hold tight
Soul style, everybody hold tight
Soul style, everybody hold tight
Now, I want to say something
I am dealing with fact, not fiction
When you play we don't talk
When we play you don't talk