Mac Lethal, Approach - A Cool Breeze lyrics
[Mac Lethal, Approach - A Cool Breeze lyrics]
"And here's another hi-fi collectors item
With a heart warming story"
The vibe of the vivrant
Read'em when my eyes met
I'm complex with content but
Compliment the consciousness
What's common sense?
My kinda current condiments carry up from?
From all the venom you spit
With indigo flames I'm supposed to
Sear the tips end
My ultra proteus associate is
Close to disappearing (WHOOP)
To a labyrinth where? can spit flows and
FREEZE the tongues of backpackers
And hip clones i miss those wonderous times
And glorious rhymes
When young shaun only had to ponder which
Pond to skip a rock on
Days were long indeed but I sit back
Relax and enjoy the cool breeze
FOOL PLEASE! life is more than holstered gats
If I'm supposed to fear death
God is smokin crack plugged to deftone
Put me in your rock band and I
Might pierce my tongue through the headphones
Red phone
The M die, eeeehhhhhh
The mission excel to spell the riddle
Stupid tales and riddles
I was delivered to the middle
To add a little fizzle to
The chicken on the grittle
Seasoned bright in the thick of the night
Chisel with a pen full of coin flipped wit
Impale my body on a skyscrapers pointed tip
At cold angles i feel right to lay down
Designs like snow angels
A cool breeze flows in my new wasp
Some get stung it's worth the cost
"If your record player has come
This far without visible damage
You've got yourself a wonderful piece
Of equipment and all kidding
Aside, you're entitled to hear some of
The truly amazing things that
Your hi-fi phonograph can do"
Like, hairy hand Approach to
Beat little girls up, with large?
Mother nature is a manic depressive
And father time is a dead beat
Dad with excessive drinking problems
Now he's lost and swerve and talk and slur
And slipping on the earths frosting surface
But I'm walking perfectly
Shiiiit those are like the two
Perfect words for me
But if I'm a waste that you never felt
Then I'ma hang your vivid dreams
With my leather belt
Coughing gets ridiculous
So many men are envious before
I even drop the disc
I hear the silent hissss
Approach feels he's better than us
Man he's stuck up
Marked for death if I dare to compete
I just move to a different beat
Kick it with schemes see
To post streets for the homies can eat
It's really not that weak but
For me theres nothin better
The warmth of the rhythm is
Protection from the weather
Yeeap, and we don't even
Want the retribution man
We're laughing at attempts of
Your public execution
Acting all bitter with your frostbitten
Souls that's it case closed
You're gettin pigeon-holed
And it's silly though
Cuz we came from the same womb
The rush of emotion put your
Soul in the dark tomb what's left to loom
Is negative air but your forgiven bro
Cuz there is a heaven up there
With a heart warming story"
The vibe of the vivrant
Read'em when my eyes met
I'm complex with content but
Compliment the consciousness
What's common sense?
My kinda current condiments carry up from?
From all the venom you spit
With indigo flames I'm supposed to
Sear the tips end
My ultra proteus associate is
Close to disappearing (WHOOP)
To a labyrinth where? can spit flows and
FREEZE the tongues of backpackers
And hip clones i miss those wonderous times
And glorious rhymes
When young shaun only had to ponder which
Pond to skip a rock on
Days were long indeed but I sit back
Relax and enjoy the cool breeze
FOOL PLEASE! life is more than holstered gats
If I'm supposed to fear death
God is smokin crack plugged to deftone
Put me in your rock band and I
Might pierce my tongue through the headphones
Red phone
The M die, eeeehhhhhh
The mission excel to spell the riddle
Stupid tales and riddles
I was delivered to the middle
To add a little fizzle to
The chicken on the grittle
Seasoned bright in the thick of the night
Chisel with a pen full of coin flipped wit
Impale my body on a skyscrapers pointed tip
At cold angles i feel right to lay down
Designs like snow angels
A cool breeze flows in my new wasp
Some get stung it's worth the cost
"If your record player has come
This far without visible damage
You've got yourself a wonderful piece
Of equipment and all kidding
Aside, you're entitled to hear some of
The truly amazing things that
Your hi-fi phonograph can do"
Like, hairy hand Approach to
Beat little girls up, with large?
Mother nature is a manic depressive
And father time is a dead beat
Dad with excessive drinking problems
Now he's lost and swerve and talk and slur
And slipping on the earths frosting surface
But I'm walking perfectly
Shiiiit those are like the two
Perfect words for me
But if I'm a waste that you never felt
Then I'ma hang your vivid dreams
With my leather belt
Coughing gets ridiculous
So many men are envious before
I even drop the disc
I hear the silent hissss
Approach feels he's better than us
Man he's stuck up
Marked for death if I dare to compete
I just move to a different beat
Kick it with schemes see
To post streets for the homies can eat
It's really not that weak but
For me theres nothin better
The warmth of the rhythm is
Protection from the weather
Yeeap, and we don't even
Want the retribution man
We're laughing at attempts of
Your public execution
Acting all bitter with your frostbitten
Souls that's it case closed
You're gettin pigeon-holed
And it's silly though
Cuz we came from the same womb
The rush of emotion put your
Soul in the dark tomb what's left to loom
Is negative air but your forgiven bro
Cuz there is a heaven up there