lirik lagu brass palmz – y.i. left
[first verse]
i’m in the golden state, south the golden gate/
holding weight like those hippies on cole and haight/
i could break you off a bowl to bake/
from cannabis colas i cultivate/
sp~cetime bends but my soul is straight/
i never let the system control my fate/
i march to the beat of a different drum/
sparked up the weed let it hit my lung/
we were sixteen, sipping rum/
with a bunch of blotting paper siting on our tongue/
drop a hundreds mikes now my life’s a trip/
hunter s. thompson… write the script/
i feel like kеn kesey on mescalinе/
or terence mckenna – at esalen/
jack kerouac when i’m “on the road”/
hit up “big sur” then i palm the globe/
[chorus]
it feels like the summer, the summer of love
dropping yellow sunshine and puffing on bud/
we about to plummet from the summit above/
you can’t clean the country when it’s covered in blood/
it feels like the summer, the summer of love
dropping yellow sunshine and puffing on bud/
we about to plummet from the summit above/
you can’t clean the country when it’s covered in blood/
[2nd verse]
something on my chest, you wonder why i left /
i don’t like the president f~cking with the press/
acting like he’s not, bugging when he is/
i don’t like big pharma drugging all the kids/
i don’t like the way we pollute the earth/
or let the bottomline dilute our worth/
i don’t like the pipeline to private prison/
or televangelist claiming christ is risen/
i don’t like what happened at sandy hook/
or any other shooting left a campus shook/
i don’t like the way cops murder folk/
or lock people up just for serving dope/
i don’t like these n~z~s waving flags/
standing by klansmen draped in rags/
redneck yelling, “you don’t like it leave”
so i booked a flight got some sights to see/
[chorus]
it feels like the summer, the summer of love
dropping yellow sunshine and puffing on bud/
we about to plummet from the summit above/
you can’t clean the country when it’s covered in blood/
it feels like the summer, the summer of love
dropping yellow sunshine and puffing on bud/
we about to plummet from the summit above/
you can’t clean the country when it’s covered in blood/
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- lirik lagu qrion – mars
- lirik lagu young dave – birkin bag
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- lirik lagu tse – twerk
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- lirik lagu lp rambo – blick me down
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