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Urban Dance Squad - Tabloid Say lyrics
Finally the truth shone through It's all hell when the smell's on you Used to read all the papers Mags that caught the vapors Takin' a crap with the tab, ain't takin' no shit Who turns to be the vandal What's the drugscandal Shit worn out like a pair of hippiesandals Stuff got really trippy on me I blew the picture huge Like a skippy, and see It's all out-o'-proportions Their notion, presumption The speculation - causin' irritation like guitar distortion Yep, pencils get pushed, poison flows out Printing on paper, paper on the doormat Watch brothers scream out How to live with a big knife, avoid the daylight Hawk with bloodred eyes Through the night ? Finally the truth shone through It's all hell when the smell's on you Got to live a life through, hectic like a zoo Got to go for what you know, what would you do ? Avoid the paperstand and Cast glances elsewhere and On your feet when the heat is on withstand Be a man The titan with the item, hard to beat and fight 'em Some come to throw the odds against And simply duck-'n-slide them Got the thing right, professionalism opposite Heard the cynicism, watch how it get dropped kid ! Wreck with the data Flow like a feather Get yourself in check, expect heavy weather So finally the truth shone through Take the papers when I got to do A heavy poo-poo Ask myself what's new, ask myself what's new And flush the toilet through |
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