Rubix Cube - High Life Lyrics
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High Life
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What Are The Lyrics For High Life By Rubix Cube?
This is the byproduct of beautiful love
Fit like a glove, what's good, my people thought that we could Get it you know we should, hold it like it's a brush submerged But I just surf I'm renting the universe But the stars don't fit and my bars are too mega Is the fruit of my labor, my plate is full of color Arugula and rutabaga share the food with my neighbor Truly innovative like Fela Kuti and Ginger Baker Moon raker, sun scraper, will give you five for the papers Take you higher on the vapors Desire the flavor, design of the caper Executive executor direct when I'm a pathlight Flight without navigator, plight of a savior Now what would Jesus do? How you believe in Him? He don't believe in you The idea that you doubting I'm unbeatable The genie and the princess bride inconthievable These MCs is eatable, wait - edible I'm fishing with dynamite, now I got a freezer full Of rappers, bastards I'm ten steps ahead of you Incredible, give credit where credit due Put passion into action Mashing on the gas where them others they be maxing Accelerate, generate, power with my pen and paper Stimulate, you simulate, you do what I incinerate We do it for the dinner plates, musical we innovate You imitate, your theory full of holes and so we ventilate Damn it, never gonna say they love what we doing on stage Even if they don't want quote and the hate just integrates They feel us like shade, you know we're feeling great Not a script that is ripped, this is our original spit It's an unconventional gift, kwe we in turbulence The mothers be herbin' it, the praise, we deserving it Word, I love songs, writing to right wrongs Continue to fight on, I'm putting the gloves on I love horns, I'm loving this damn track I'm loving the hand clap, it's the clap, clap Loving it when you listen Love will fix its dead ass for the Simpson (That's right) Living for the drums and the slums, some of the best parts The tourists never come, they run when it gets dark Yeah, so I'm on outerspace, they funny like they're bridal maids Booking like we're playing spades, yeah, we always make the play I see to get a faith for last yielding to the hate Sucka free I'm in my space, say I'm hella steezy, yeah Believe I get a sew-in, streaking like a ? Sunny in Dolores bright park a Fly chick's sparking Then we have to roll to the finish of some steady bar hopping There's high life everywhere, Tony ? rhythm is Pattern that we living in, Kweli on his business Everywhere we deep in this, ? gon' be speaking it Oh, it's how you lickety spit The great debate of the saviour, that caped crusader The alpha, the omega, your favourite communicator News junky I'm the one can admit the job creators Departed the conversation that started indoctrination The flow is a thing of beauty, I'm bringing it as my nudey You drinking it like a smoothie, they spinning it like a ? Rappers, I dissect 'em, collecting 'em like a souvie Near they're acting up and directing 'em like a movie Skip the drama, this an action-adventure They so freaking soft this should be against the law, illegal tender And yo, do I really need to mention This is the high life High life, high life High life, high life Cause we be living the high life, high life High life, high life Yes, I'm living in the high life, high life High life, high life Cause I'm living the high life, high life |
Who Wrote High Life By Rubix Cube?
Michael Jackson, Ryan Chung, Talib Kweli Greene
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What's The Duration Of The High Life By Rubix Cube?The duration of High Life is 4:12 minutes and seconds. |
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