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Prolyphic & Buddy Peace

Bad Influence

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Bad Influence은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2013년 4월 30일일에 Strange Famous에서 발매되었습니다.Working Man

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앨범Working Man

발매일2013년 4월 30일

라벨Strange Famous

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I was raised on black music that my parents played

James Brown, Curtis Mayfield, Saturdays

And you claim it's the style I stole

But it's the only thing I've known since 5 years old

I was raised on black music and bad influence

Baptized in muddy water, cords, and wrists

I would hear my dad play on his instruments

He played like he's on stage in front of millions

I was just a kid who was amused

In his living room sitting listening to rhythm and blues notes

My dad would evoke the muse of ghosts

Of those who were never known and died broke

He'd slide his fingers like Buddy Guy along the frets

And used to wail the blues scale

His guitar wept like Lucille

You could feel the weeping strings every time he played BB King's

And it never lost meaning through the course of the season

With the rawest of ingredients, the audience would see it

Something I used to watch and never forgot

Passed down to me so the music won't stop

And it keeps going on and on and on and on

And it keeps going on and on and on and on

And it keeps going on and on and on and on

And it won't stop stop till the break break of dawn

And it keeps going on and on and on and on

And it keeps going on and on and on and on

And it keeps going on and on and on and on

And it won't stop stop till the break break of dawn

I'm at the crossroads, heart broke

When Robert Johnson's guitar was sold to an A&R for his soul

They said it was the devil's music, provoked sexual movements

Made the youth rebel institutions but

Now we're out of tune with the music

They doctored the blueprints till the youth forgot how to do it

Before suits intruded and white opportunists

Used focus groups to market it to consumers

With grass roots stuffed in fat goose, black boots moving as a unit

Before the pursuit of moving units

When music got you through shit

Chicken soup mixed with a bitches buddha listen to it soothed it

Moving the claps with acoustic slaps of the blues riffs

I'm asking where the groove went like Cadillacs cruising

Caps rattling down the avenue on an afternoon

With Billy Jack booming

No Pat Boone in, no Jackie Moon in that pack crooning

That's what he never crashed on the moon in

To me it's just music, an art that had an influence

Made me see how we're similar and not just how we're different

Written by: Alecia Moore, Butch Walker, Niklas Olovson, Robin Lynch, William Mann

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