Testo 2 Much 2 Soon - Roots Manuva
Testo della canzone 2 Much 2 Soon (Roots Manuva), tratta dall'album Slime and Reason
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
Some people call me Rodney, some people call me Roots
That's that bloke that's known to date coots
But that's alright, I bang ket coups
Ain't a word of nigh-traders in the world of nice suits
Expensive wristwatch, expensive boots
In the event that I don't earn nothing, heh
I'm bound to sell all of these things
So I bling yes, and rightly so
Now bourgeois hippies wanna fight my flow
I wish that I was a trustafarian
I wouldn't have to hustle and I wouldn't have to swear at 'em
I came from this, I gotta do better
My pen is my sword, my pen is my Beretta
Pimp it, pum-pum got to get wetter
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
There's only one Cruft, you know that's me
I'm bound to flex with the vibrancy
Entity of the all, we on the ball
Work this mother, funk soul brother
Govern the keys at the end of the night
We collect those fees
Reinvest that, the best of all
Climbing, sliming the social ladder
Blackadder on the abacus
Woebetide, we start to cuss
Making funky music is a must
Them and their politricks we will never trust
We were born badder, the, the, the matter
Dare to do, prepare to slew
You, you, and who that dare to test
Jah Jah bless in the midst of progress
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
Dippy, dippy, dogshit, the motion slick
Everything we bust is certified sick
I too move, you overstand
Manuva's in the dance and the dance get rammed
Dudes on the road don't know my name
And I ain't got the time to stand and explain
I'm history, you're pissed with me
But you don't seem to catch the drift with me
Me and my made my institution
I wet them, set them, see the ablution
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
If I could only make you understand
Then I might make this place a perfect land
But there's too much, too soon, too little, too late
Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Smith
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Disclaimer:
i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare
direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia
un artista o
un publisher.