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Gym Class Heroes - Happy Little Trees - текст песни, видео

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Gym Class Heroes - Happy Little Trees - текст песни, видео

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Now who you know leave the scene 
Messier than canvas's by Jackson Pollock 
Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace 
I make a mess you dissect it and make sense of it 
Then get back to me at your earliest convenience 
Check my verbal sequence as I texturize these tracks 
Seven layers to be exact eliminate the whack 
With a firm brush stroke I mc paintily 
Lyricists begin crumbling from my scumbling technique 
As I tweak your audio and visual keep my drips minimal messages subliminal 
Cause me and rap go way back we compliment 
So together we enhance one another that's common sense 
High intensity catches the eye your jaw drops 
Be a real critic not explicit with false props 
I keep my darks deep my lights bright I'm very thorough 
With my churascurro inspiration spark and a knife 
Now watch me rock the spot like ? minus the heroin 
And make my face popular like Andy did to Marilyn 
Its kinda scary when real art gets left behind 
While they take bullshit and start sellin it to blind folks 
But I remain humble as long as ? continues spinnin hot shit 
On his twin twelve-hundred color wheels of steel 
F**k mass appeal art is art only the real can truly feel it 
So open your eyes and listen 
Combine your ears with vision 
Or do it cause you love it 
Or for cash that's your decision 
That's your decision 
That's your decision 

Its like I'm torn between two worlds 
A paintbrush and a microphone 
A canvas or a beat 
CD or LP 
Anything goes when my ink pen flows 
And God only knows where its gonna bring me next 
So I'm inclined to like paint rhymes and spit kaleidoscopes with one eye closed 
And I suppose if you chose the path that I chose 
You know the cycle ass ho don't front 
It goes inspiration and productivity then a sense of self worth 
and in steps depression 
Like back and forth and forth and back 
Should I paint a picture or record a track 
A gift or a curse I don't know I'm still undecided 
But over the years I've found clever ways to hide it 
And those that lack the passion I have may despise it 
But my momma made me this way I thank her everyday 
So tell them kids to keep coloring outside the lines 
Until they lose they limitations and they minds is free 
Tell them teachers that you want your money back this time 
And tell Bob Ross for all the happy little trees 
And tell my momma that her baby boy is doing just fine 
Although hes running out of patience but his mind is free 
And tell my pops that I'll pay his money back sometime 
And that his son is two steps away from where he needs to be
Добавлено: 19.09.2013
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