- Style I Bring (Clean Album Version) 歌詞 Northern State
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- Service and devotion, I motion to continue
With the style I bring you-the style I bring you
In the Hotel California and theyre turning down the beds
And I came to spread love to the west coast heads
Love letters to Brooklyn from the Hollywood Hills
No frills, a thrill seeker seeking real cheap thrills
Like rain crying into a reservoir
Come out, come out wherever you are
I said come out, come out wherever you are
To all the MCs/to the gay MCs (but they grow orange trees in LA)
To the hearts of gold
NYC seasons change, summers fold
And I know Im geeting old
Service and devotion, I motion to continue
With the style I bring you-the style I bring you
Were driving round, our feet are flying over the ground
No time to sleep
Im writing rhymes and youre counting sheep
From the east coast to the west coast
There is always one ghost-hiding in your dreams and lurking unbeknowst
Asking what are you afraid of-why you have the chills?
Said we rock the bottom of the valleys to the top of the hills
Now youre paying close attenion to all of our verses
Said youre learning all the words and counting all of the curses
And I dont know where Imm going cause I cant seem to see
Beyond tomorrow through the haze, through the cloouds how itll be
And the past is nothing but a memory to me
Service and devotion, I motion to continue
With the style I bring you-the style I bring you
Towering and cowering and tumbling and falling
my telephone keeps ringing but I said to stop calling me
My head is filled with cotton, now its soaked up in the years
And its soaked in the tears and the fears and the beers
Everyday I be rotting up in urban decay
You know im headed to the Betty said this girl in the worst way
Insanity and vanity, Im giving into sin i said
'Oh the humanity' and pass another valium
And Muggs not drugs-hugs and french kisses
Im that crasy b*tch who flips all of the switches
Oh boy-listen to me When I say hop that plane
cuz youve got nothing to lose
And everything, everything, eveerything to gain
Service and devotion, I motion to continue
With the style I bring you-the style I bring you
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