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Bubblz

987

Hip-Hop/Rap

Bubblz è stato pubblicato il 8 aprile 2002 da Warp Records come parte dell'album Arrythmia

Dettagli della canzone

Data di uscita8 aprile 2002

EtichettaWarp Records

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM103

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Austin

Composer

Blaise

Composer

Green

Composer

Stewart

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Priest

Producer

Testi

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just

Uh-huh, captured by the captain

This scrap and hustle, when I rap

I rap to collapse your back muscle

I mean snap dorsals attached lower limbs off the torso

Toss 'em of course and endorse 'em and co-sign lines

The enforcer, know to blow things out of proportion

Verbal contortionist

High beam leaving your team out of the forest

Deserted minds thirsting for water, grab the camcorder

Before the whole thing dries up, uh-huh

Watch the patch double

Caps in caps this track is called Bubblz

Follow the bright light like a train through the tunnel

I move crowds like Larry Levan

Very advanced, invariably man's arrogance

Will lead to his downfall

I'm not worthy of the grace

My face graced Jupiter's lakes

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just

Bubblz, like gasping on your last breath

Or missing the train when someone jumped on the tracks

Intentional like an accident

Trying to curb a bad habit like suicide

A slow murder like pacing as an exercise

Or persona of a litter box

Dusty like a dude ranch

Like an invalid, invalid uninvited to an empty crypt

Like a drowning brick with a passenger

Accommodating like a remote control

Busy or empty like saving your breath to cool your soup

Like here is an opera to raise an octave

Or crawls across your skin like panty lines

Like a hole, like answers have a habit of disappointing

Like one who has everything

But loves nothing

Uh-huh, synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just

Yo, yo, like tits make milk, I was built on tilt

To talk with the stilts

Wild like a dragon suit, blood red silk

Up at the hill with a bottle of seltz

So it's a rap, yo like six chicks in a quilt

The whiz kid do the biz with the is

Bubblz with a fizz over the edge

Down a ledge, out a door, on a seat, in my whip

Stain a trip like a suitcase when I lay shit

With more lines than ASICS

Synchronicity

You can't hit what you can't see

Got a problem that I can't fix and just deal with it

Deal with it

Written by: Austin, Blaise, Green, Stewart

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