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Space
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Underground Rap
Space은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2001년 1월 1일일에 QN5, Inc.에서 발매되었습니다.Hyphen
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앨범Hyphen
발매일2001년 1월 1일
라벨QN5, Inc.
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
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뮤직 비디오

뮤직 비디오

크레딧

실연 아티스트
Tonedeff
Tonedeff
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Pedro Antonio Rojas Jr
Pedro Antonio Rojas Jr
작사가 겸 작곡가
Willis Garnett Polk
Willis Garnett Polk
작사가 겸 작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Deacon the Villain
Deacon the Villain
프로듀서

가사

There is space all around us
Space that occupies the length of the sky from the ground up
It abounds and astounds us
Space that we can't wait to eliminate when we've found lust
In the very thing we prayed for when
Our mates are starting to hound us
The sound of space is silent
And breaking the speed of sound is violent
But necessary to crack the atmosphere to find it
The space between cars when you sped in the streets
That should never be breached or you're dead and deceased
There's even space between Letterman's teeth
You better increase the space between us
Cause personal space invaders get their gender plan
And switched from Mars to Venus
Banished in uncharted regions
Sandwiched in millenniums
Challengers get brandished as wasted space like their perineums
Yo, space is at a premium
So guard your place
It's hard to take a harsher fate
Than cats jacking your parking space
Your car's displaced
So you fit in where you can
And if you're a guy
You're petitioning women to fill up the space between their thighs
And I realize that space is what makes safer sex
You're relying on rubbers that won't
Break or stretch to place your bets
I'll raise the question and most heads'll take a guess
Why?
Cause most cats ain't smart enough to be astronauts
But make amazing space cadets
I'm acing tests cause I'm known to perform with grace
Flooring them over breaks
My mind serves as my lyrical storage space
I scorch the bass drum and I'll spare snares with the boards recording
My big bang theory states that space got more suns than George Foreman
I'm tormenting rappers that are two-faced cheaters
Claiming their block is hot
But only when the power's set to max on their space heaters
The waste they feed us is alarming
Their CDs is overpriced like living
Space in lower Manhattan apartments
There's space in a coffin for your remains to be rotting
Space that has made the stars in space that's contained in a carton
Space in this game for those willing to suffer pain
Space for a new thought to stuff in your brain
But yo, there is no space in my fucking name
Written by: Pedro Antonio Rojas Jr, Willis Garnett Polk
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