Mac Lethal - A Cool Breeze Lyrics
(feat. Approach)[Man Talking]"And here's another hi-fi collectors item with a heart warming story"[Verse 1: Approach, Mac Lethal]The vibe of the vivrant, read'em when my eyes metI'm complex with content but compliment the consciousnessWhat's common sense?My kinda current condiments carry up from [?]From all the venom you spit...With indigo flames I'm supposed to sear the tips endMy ultra proteus associate is close to disappearing (WHOOP!!)To a labyrinth where [?] can spit flows andFREEZE the tongues of backpackers and hip clones...I miss those wonderous times and glorious rhymeswhen young shaun only had to ponder which pond to skip a rock onDays were long indeed but I sit back relax and enjoy the cool breeze...FOOL PLEASE!! life is more than holstered gatsIf I'm supposed to fear death God is smokin crackPlugged to deftonePut me in your rock band and I might pierce my tongue through the headphonesred phone...The M die, eeeehhhhhhThe mission excel to spell the riddleStupid tales and riddlesI was delivered to the middleTo add a little fizzle to the chicken on the grittleSeasoned bright in the thick of the night...Chisel with a pen full of coin flipped witImpale my body on a skyscrapers pointed tipAt cold anglesI feel right to lay down designs like snow angels...[Chorus x2: girl singing]A cool breeze flows in my new waspSome get stung it's worth the cost[Man talking again]"If your record player has come this far without visible damage,you've got yourself a wonderful piece of equipment. And all kiddingaside, you're entitled to hear some of the truly amazing things thatyour hi-fi phonograph can do."[Verse 2: Mac Lethal, Approach]Like, hairy hand Approach to beat little girls up, with large [?]Mother nature is a manic depressiveAnd father time is a dead beat dad with excessive drinking problemsNow he's lost and swerve and talk and slurand slipping on the earths frosting surfaceBut I'm walking perfectlyShiiiit those are like the two perfect words for meBut if I'm a waste that you never feltThen I'ma hang your vivid dreams with my leather belt...Coughing gets ridiculousSo many men are envious before I even drop the discI hear the silent hissssApproach feels he's better than us man he's stuck upMarked for death if I dare to competeI just move to a different beatKick it with schemes seeTo post streets for the homies can eatIt's really not that weak but for me theres nothin betterThe warmth of the rhythm is protection from the weather...Yeeap, and we don't even want the retribution manWe're laughing at attempts of your public executionActing all bitter with your frostbitten souls that's it case closedYou're gettin pigeon-holed...And it's silly thoughCuz we came from the same wombThe rush of emotion put your soul in the dark tombWhat's left to loomIs negative air but your forgiven broCuz there is a heaven up there...[Chorus x2]
