Put on a Record

Lyrics
[Intro: Sample] "Think I'll put on a record" "Think I'll put on a record" "Think I'll put on a record" "Think I'll put-I'll put-I'll put-I'll put" "Think I'll-" [Chorus] Put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Let it spin again, again, again, again Then I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end [Verse 1] Think I'ma put on a record, reckon you wanna recognise I'm a wrecking ball, wreck a site, recollect the vibe Excercise CDs, put it in your deck and drive Jeopardise freedom, might not be a second time Petrified as the pressure rise like the petrol price I'm the next in line like Bin Laden's fifty second wife Step inside the mind, mine so electrifying Check the time, dropping biters quicker than insecticide A Dr Jekyll hiding behind the mind of Hyde Can't turn a blind eye like Al-Qaeda buying dynamite Still trying to write, still trying to find the time When you sign the line, meet more dicks than a vagina's life A silent night, when I recite a line my lips bleed The darkest in my family like Lionel Richie A nineteen sixty transfixing melody Rise the sick from the cemetery, the only remedy is [Post-Verse] Hear the DJ spin the track, come back around like a winner's lap Why would you wanna get sick to that, rewind that shit, bring it back Hear the DJ spin the track, cinematic diplomat Kicking back, drink gin or Jacks, rewind that shit and bring it back Just- [Chorus] Put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record And let it spin again, again, again, again Then I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end [Verse 2] You gotta Let it play, feel vibrations through your vertebrae Dying to stay the highest, like you were Brazil's murder rate Exterminate all you nerd and hating sherminators Percolated coffee, rock at night in this nocturnal age Turn the page, still unpaid, I'm paid in paper clips The pain of being played while I'm praying to the plagiarist The turntablist, razor blade, blood cutting Quicker than Darth Vadar is to his own son Run with hunger like Goldilocks holding the rock And me and rap, we rap together like Holden and Brock, what? The music, it makes your mood move with the wind Quicker than a little you with some voodoo pins So we- [Chorus] Put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Let it spin again, again, again, again Then I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end [Verse 3] Imprisoned in this song's composition, a vision with every Listen, the listener can picture a situation Some overrated, overplayed like Neighbours Some play then lead off the stage like Ray is (Booo!) Every day the same play, the same shit on TV What you gonna watch? You're lost in Simpsons repeats Knee deep in monkey see, monkey do Now we up to the month of June, what up with you? Nothing new Proven time is short, fuck it, man, what's mine is yours Wise words from a dinosaur, still feels like ninety four Vinyl forced out all the memories you swallowed in Riders of the Storm giving life to Jim Morrison A coroner's report: dead walk around the corridor A common law bumping Mortar Graphic Tomahawk If a graffer's bombing or running from an undercover's Commodore, when you're home, there's nothing that you wanted more than [Post-Verse] Hear the DJ spin the track, come back around like a winner's lap Why would you wanna get sick to that, rewind that shit, bring it back Hear the DJ spin the track, cinematic diplomat Kicking back, drink gin or Jacks, rewind that shit and bring it back Just- [Chorus] Put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Let it spin again, again, again, again Then I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end [Outro: Sample] "Think I'll put on a record Think I'll fix myself some dinner Frozen egg rolls or spaghetti From a can"
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- Drapht