Blue Scholars - Solstice Intro lyrics
[Blue Scholars - Solstice Intro lyrics]
I was reading "Socialism: Utopian
And Scientific" last night
What is his critique of agnostics
I'm not really understanding it
We labored and debated while
You waited for sabbatical
Down to rock your body as
We turn the party radical
I can see the game like
The blind feel the pain
Both sides colliding with the
Concrete in vain
The pacific northwest take the spotlight now
My people pump your fist
Like your Manny Pacquiao
Man child with wild style right to be hostile
Folks feeling like a rottweiler
In a dog pound
Forward in this generation triumphantly
Even wack sound-boy's speakers
Couldn't muffle me its up to me and Sabzi to
Bring back the quality beats
To rock the audience
I seek the knowledge that your colleges lack
While we always used to come late
And sit at the back
And crack jokes instead of taking notes
I wrote this line after line
After school hit play, press rewind
The Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it (that's it)
Come on put your hands up
If you're feeling that shit
The Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it
(that's it) that's it (keep them up yall)
On the eve of the solstice I wrote this
Focused on a singular purpose
To get rid of the curses, that afflict us
We live what you only see in pictures
The biggest hypocrites usually quote
The most scriptures
But my approach is a diligent task
And rocking shows pro-bono is a
Thing of the past
Dr king said "Freedom at last"
And some have interpreted that
To mean that we have come to
The end of the path
But instead the long march
Hasn't even begun y'all
Political power manifest once our guns drawn
I write like shit will pop off with one song
Watch what I'm feeding my seed
And keep my son strong
And on and on the anonymous work
And an honest compensation is all
They ask in return
It's the passion that burns within
Let's begin my philosophy to win is calling
Me to spit this shit
Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it (that's it)
Come on and put your hands up
If you're feeling that shit
Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it (come on yall)
Clap your hands everybody
Everybody clap your hands
And Scientific" last night
What is his critique of agnostics
I'm not really understanding it
We labored and debated while
You waited for sabbatical
Down to rock your body as
We turn the party radical
I can see the game like
The blind feel the pain
Both sides colliding with the
Concrete in vain
The pacific northwest take the spotlight now
My people pump your fist
Like your Manny Pacquiao
Man child with wild style right to be hostile
Folks feeling like a rottweiler
In a dog pound
Forward in this generation triumphantly
Even wack sound-boy's speakers
Couldn't muffle me its up to me and Sabzi to
Bring back the quality beats
To rock the audience
I seek the knowledge that your colleges lack
While we always used to come late
And sit at the back
And crack jokes instead of taking notes
I wrote this line after line
After school hit play, press rewind
The Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it (that's it)
Come on put your hands up
If you're feeling that shit
The Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it
(that's it) that's it (keep them up yall)
On the eve of the solstice I wrote this
Focused on a singular purpose
To get rid of the curses, that afflict us
We live what you only see in pictures
The biggest hypocrites usually quote
The most scriptures
But my approach is a diligent task
And rocking shows pro-bono is a
Thing of the past
Dr king said "Freedom at last"
And some have interpreted that
To mean that we have come to
The end of the path
But instead the long march
Hasn't even begun y'all
Political power manifest once our guns drawn
I write like shit will pop off with one song
Watch what I'm feeding my seed
And keep my son strong
And on and on the anonymous work
And an honest compensation is all
They ask in return
It's the passion that burns within
Let's begin my philosophy to win is calling
Me to spit this shit
Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it (that's it)
Come on and put your hands up
If you're feeling that shit
Blue Scholars in the place to be
We got one DJ and one MC, and that's it
(that's it) that's it (come on yall)
Clap your hands everybody
Everybody clap your hands