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Blind Date
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Blind Dateは、アルバム『 』の一部として2004年1月27日にVirus IndependentによりリリースされましたThe Red Pyramid
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アルバムThe Red Pyramid
リリース日2004年1月27日
レーベルVirus Independent
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM107

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Level Jumpers
Level Jumpers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
B. Jones
B. Jones
Songwriter
C. Christie
C. Christie
Songwriter
B. French
B. French
Songwriter

歌詞

Level Jumpers
The Red Pyramid
Blind Date
Verse 1
"skrapz"
I thought i told you once or twice
Back up, give me room, walkin' on thin ice-I'll fall through
Drownin' in a feelin and knowin' it's so true
I'd rather let go then hold you-
I told you so many times
But emotions don't listen...
What i'm supposed to do is just keep it in?
Keep it to myself? keep thinkin, i keep wishin, but you-
Stare me down and keep me in check
Keep me from thinkin bout checks i won't endorse-
That ain't, what i'm bout. never has been
To avoid a headache, take an asprin
Smell the jasmine. remindin me of them sunny days...
Before skies became all sorts of grey
I looked up to see that the smoke has gone away
Chorus:
You blind me with your light
And i can't see...
(my love)
X2
Verse 2
"skrapz"
I'm just keepin it classic
Overdramatic people are addicts, of a mental substance
Cough when i rush, the touch that one gets
Stick to chlorophyll, kick the fungus
Thoughts like i love you so much, (and)
Take away the bad vibes, percussions, let a new light in-
Shine it upon me...
Rise like the souls of an ancient army
Pardon me, i just coast like blue streaks
Lip service whenever the truth speaks, yo-
Loops leak through hands likw sinks (and)
180 too, but don't blink-
You got head problems up there see a shrink, and-
Yo, you think your shit don't stink-
Well i bet that fur coat you got on ain't really mink bitch!
Chorus
Verse 3
"F.R."
If love is a crime, shall it be lust
They call us, rational animals, manual destruct-
Instructions, to plug in mics- yeah right!
Teach you how to write, fight without ammo, gamble without battles
And go against the current without paddle insurance
Precise confidence, air tight presence
Deeper then 12-25
Fall aspleep alive, wake up livin givin a second to ease, to me breathe
Difficult to see
I play with the mind
Smoke blunts with cream puffs tempted to fuck-
But why bust and waste it?
Could've made it a baby, face it
Why feel good, to erase it, now it's gone in the midst...everything vanished
Chorus x2
Written by: B. French, B. Jones, C. Christie
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