Showing posts with label Lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lyrics. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

'Icarus, Part 2' Lyrics

Back ON The Stick (10/29/08)

When I get too close, I burn myself
It reminds me not to fly too high
When I feel that itch, I touch my scars
Remembering the 'who's', 'when's' and 'why's'
I beat the dust off my wings; I flap myself silly
Unwrap myself, really; till you're high enough to feel me
Over the mountains and the plains, the seas and the surf
Now, you can fly on your own or you can crash back to Earth
I learned from the mistakes and the lessons of my Father
He flew high, close to the Sun, but not to the author
Me? I feel the heat and retreat.
I ain't scared of nothing, but I know when I'm beat
I'll always heed the teachings of dear ol' Dad
Never trying out my wings when I'm drunk or I'm mad
I catch updrafts; a nod, a laugh
A smile; a trained response on my behalf
I'm tryin'; flying between divine and dying
Over the jagged rocks and the canyon dividing
I'm flyin'; It gets me that much further away
Or closer. I'm finding where to land and stay
I'm flyin'; with no real destination
Just a thrill in knowing you would kill for this sensation
I'm tryin'; navigating currents, curve, and turns
Over the graveyards, acknowledging what I have learned.


(Verse 2)

It was the freedom wings provided that made me haft try it
It was the yearning that made me do that fly shit
I didn't need 'em; but I am pleased with the reminders
And the burning isn't coming as long as I glide it
That ain't me, I'm going higher, further, faster
Serving up a passion, flirting with disaster
Contact my girl, my aunt, uncle and pastor
Is this what I would've wanted; ask her.
In the case that I may disappear into the ether
Make sure you tell everyone I said to stay a believer
I'll see ya when I see ya...
I'm eight miles high, tracking the birds, and I'll leave ya
A nice tailwind and a sonic boom
A perfect launching pad in this empty room
A strange time for takeoff, but it's flight or doom
When I depart, it won't be a moment too soon
Higher and higher, hoping to wake the slumbering Moon
The Dawn aspires to fire me into the lap of Neptune
Faster; wings keeping beat, heart in time and tune
You could never understand cuz you've never seen the view
Watch me; soon enough, I'm a ghost on the horizon
Into the great unknown where nothing's surprising
And nothing's shocking; believe it, I'm not dropping
I'm flying; over your home and back without stopping.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

MUDKIDS - 'Basically' lyrics..let's play 'Karaoke'!

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Hey,

Just had a friend request I added and he quoted this Song from 'Basementality'. I thought I would post the lyrics for you for the latest edition of 'MUDKIDS Karaoke'.

Press 'play' and rap with Russ!







'Basically...The Intro' by MUDKIDS (from 'Basementality')

(1st Verse)

I'm March Madness, you're the NIT
I'm a Masters, you're a G.E.D.
I'm the Main Source with Large Professor
You're their second LP, wack beats, your label under pressure
I'm fresher, keep it all in the family
You're 'Archie Bunker's Place'; a spinoff no one will see
I'm tantalizing and you're tearable, unbearable
It's amazing such a herb as you would dare to flow
I'm the Beatles, you're Herman's Hermits
You're Brittany Spears, gettin' props and you don't deserve it
With your limited talent. You really can't do it live
You're the Sylvers, I'm the Jackson 5
You're the Osmonds, I'm 'The Sixth Sense'
Too intense, like the stress of 7 sins within men.
You're the last of an eighth of a bag of shake
I'm 9 long pulls of chronic making your dome ache
I'm a perfect 10. You're a bucktoothed blind date
You're Hamburger Helper with no meat ready-to-bake
And somethin's missing, I'm nuclear fission, you're double A's
No power to power, just one of them days
I'm Wille Mays, say 'HEY!'. You're Willie Lump-Lump.
I'm spinnin' on my head, you're just learning to bump
And basically, I slay MC's, you're weak, I'm hot.
You's a herb, I rock, I'm Redenbach and you're not.

(Chorus)

Snap your fingers, tap your toes
Clap your hands, throw your blows
And if you wonder why we keep it hot
It's cuz we're the MUDKIDS and you are not
Snap your fingers, tap your toes
Clap your hands, throw your blows
And if you wonder why we keep it hot
It's cuz we're the MUDKIDS and you are not

(2nd Verse)

I'm Bruce Lee, you're Chuck Norris
Ranger, you're in danger like the rainforest
I'm a 6 on 22's, you gassed by funny crews
A Pinto, Escort, Yugo...You go
Peeps is like "Russ is Gucci, your style is like 'Fucci'.
Faker than Pat Boone doin' 'Tutti Frutti'"
You're booty. Your cutie would say 'I'm lovin' Rusty'.
Game so dirty, yours is merely dusty.
Clearly crusty. Clearly, Russ be...
More than your favorite MC, please believe it, trust me
Just see, I'm a mountain, you're a molehill
Feelin' you need penicillin, because I'm so ill
The flow kill anthrax. Jam-packed, stand back in awe
Russ get the cabbage, you get the cole-slaw
So raw, know all about the aspects of bustin' ass
I'm Super Cat, you're Snow. Informers get dealt with fast
I mash the gas, you hesitate, you wait
You're Ephedrine, I'm like Peruvian flake
Straight off the dock, raw, Redenbach
Is burnin' up the block and you're not.

(Chorus)

Snap your fingers, tap your toes
Clap your hands, throw your blows
And if you wonder why we keep it hot
It's cuz we're the MUDKIDS and you are not
Snap your fingers, tap your toes
Clap your hands, throw your blows
And if you wonder why we keep it hot
It's cuz we're the MUDKIDS and you are not.

Have a GREAT Saturday. See ya soon. New SONGS posted on the MUDKIDS page.

Respect and Grace,

Russ