| Gorillaz
Clint Eastwood - Gorillaz
"Yo. Yo. Yo."
'Cause I'm this,
Gorillaz from the mist lyracist and my thoughts be twisted. I
spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never exsisted. My
futuristic linguistics turn fools into statistics. I'm a
lyrical misfit with the sadistic characteristics. I
perform murderous acts on my tracks with a single breath and if a
boy wanna test, then I be stampin' upon his chest. Done makin' a
mess. Not a man could concieve the weed I'm consumin' and I
transform from my cartoon pseudonym, turn to a human. I
spit words from my mouth that be turnin' you inside out and I
tie knots in intestines just like I'm a boy scout that's workin' 'em
out. Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure then I
find some nine inch nails to perform some accupuncture. When I
punch ya, I rupture one of your rib cage in a rage and I
turn you into a cartoon too and erase the page. I
take you back to the stone age with Barney and Fred Flinstone.
Got Dino to take a machinos and then forage in a live home.
I'ma take off like a jet pack with the get back, rather step back. I'ma
make the crowd react and nod they heads until they kneck snap. Life con-
flict rap while riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac and
leave your head in a spin like servin' on turn table skid mats. I'm a
concrete lion, big cat. These are real talk, not big-chat. Did ya
get that 'cause I ain't no small timer. I rhyme on big tracks. Now
fell the vise I create. This heavyweight, I'm a rap to detanate and
demonstrate how I generate lyrics that supernaturaly levitate to the
top. My lyrics are skeletons. Accelerate and leave you panicin'. Take the
ground from beneath your feet, leave you Skywalk-in' like Anakin. I'm
sharper than the tips of Zulu spears and Olympic javelins. My
style is totally buckwild and most definately happenin'. To your
brains I be tappin' in, to computers I be hackin' in. To
me, I be out of this world like aliens who were time travelin'. I'm
babblin' in the Fists of Fury technique when I speak. Forget
Karate Kid and these wooden blocks, I chop from concrete.
Concrete, concrete, concrete!
Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha!
I'be been stoned; ever since the days of creation, I've been red. I'm a
mad dred, causin' so much havoc in Russel's head. My
lyracism is just like an aneurysm inside his brain. He
plays the beat in a trance and he's never feeling no pain. I could
never be a racist because I posess so many faces. I'm
one of those beat-up bad wit' bags and a pair of braces with
lines longer than laces. I'm gracin' you with my presence. The
lyrics went flippin', makin' ya bubble like effervescence. I
pulverize and bamboozle, shake numb skulls like a boodle. I
smashed the top of your head with a guitar I borrowed from Noodle. I'm as
animated as Japanese animes causin' callamities. Some
serious savory from my roarous rhymes of reality. At the
speed of sound, I'm wanderin' around. The clown done tried to defeat us without
tenacities or audacity. Don't you ever thought you could beat us.
Beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,
beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,
beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us...
Tomorrow Comes Today - Gorillaz
Everybody's here with me
(we) Got no camera to see
Don't think I'm not all in this world
The camera won't let me go
And the verdict doesn't love our soul
The digital won't let me go
Yeah yeah yeah
I'll pay (yeah yeah yeah)
When tomorrow
Tomorrow comes today
Stereo I want it on
It's taken me far too long
Don't think I'm not all in this world
I don't think I'll be here too long
I don't think I'll be here too long
I don't think I'll be here too long
Yeah yeah yeah
I'll pay
When tomorrow
Tomorrow comes today
(Da da da da da da da da)
Rock The House - Gorillaz
I know you like that
You wanna try that
It's like a flashback
So shake your ass crack
I got the balls to
Rock the salsa
Funk the blues-a
Any groove to
Make you move cos
Taking you to
Another landscape
It's my mandate
I'm highly animated even though I'm decomposing
So if your feet is frozen I'ma die to see you ropin'
And when the MC rhyme and the DJ spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now when the MC rhymin' and the DJ cuttin'
I want y'all to just get down
And when the MC rhyme and the DJ spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now when the MC rhymin' and the DJ cuttin'
I want y'all to JUST GET DOWN
Tap your toes and clap your hands
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Come on trace the globe and shake your pants
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Just twist your hip and do the dip
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Come on shake and bake do whatever it takes
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Graviational pull
I have you making a fool
Out of yourself on the dance floor
Doing back spins running man and more
Party down with Vigga and Candor
Coming to the jam
Or look like a landlubber
And do the aqua boogie
Win lots of goodies maybe
Pop a Gucci wallet turntables is talking to me
It's awfully groovy
Seeing all the treasure and the booty
And when the MC rhyme and the DJ spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now when the MC rhymin' and the DJ cuttin'
I want y'all to just get down
And when the MC rhyme and the DJ spin
I want y'all to just get down
Now when the MC rhymin' and the DJ cuttin'
I want y'all to JUST GET DOWN
Tap your toes and clap your hands
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Come on trace the globe and shake your pants
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Just twist your hip and do the dip
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Come on shake and bake do whatever it takes
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
I wanna get down lower than Atlantis
Going toe to toe with an enchantress
Get funky we've been funkadelic wearin' Pampers
While you eggheads is on the wall preparin' answers
Sharing transcripts while we over here
Dipping and dancin'
Rhythm romancin'
Wallflowers
Giving no action no
All hours we chillin' and max the flow\
Relaxing
Opposites attracting
I'ma toss my hat in
Floss when the track spin
Like I'm on a crack bend
Jigging and wiggling
Freakin' booties speakin' to the cuties so belligerent
No religion just bump the feed on
You'll feel reborn
Negativity we just dead it like decoy
Better lift your feet and just measure the beat on
The pulse when it respawns
Tap your toes and clap your hands
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Come on trace the globe and shake your pants
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Just twist your hip and do the dip
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Come on shake and bake do whatever it takes
(How many people ready to rock the house?)
Re-Hash - Gorillaz
It's a sweet sensation
Over the dark
I want a situation
but don't wanna stop
It's the drug store so boy
Over the dark
With the sweetest inspiration
But don't wanna stop
CHORUS:
It's (owwwwwwwww) the money a/or stuff [x8.5]
It's a sweet sensation
Over the dark
I want a situation
but don't wanna stop
It's the drug store so boy
Over the dark
With the sweetest inspiration
But don't wanna stop
CHORUS:
It's (owwwwwwwwww) the money a/or stuff [x8.5]
It's (owwwwwwww
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