文本歌词

Aerodynamic (Slum Village Remix) - Daft Punk (蠢朋克)
Written by：Thomas Bang/T. Bangalte/Daft Punk
Speak to the hand I'm Martin you Tisha Campbell
Tired of livin' this life everyday it's a gamble
Puttin' pieces together that don't even assemble
Feelin' like somebody I don't like but I resemble
I'm so sick up in here and it's time to make moves
I try to blow caps in everything I do
My life is a shame I'm tryin' to just get through
I'm movin' through the trenches
With my mike and my crew
What am I 'Posed to do I got to keep goin'
Sh*t is happened for me I'm not even knowin'
The storm has passed and yet the flowers still growin'
Still makin' moves right now sh*t is on in
I see a glimpse of life that shines in my face
Warmness in my heart takes me to another place
See right now what I want I can achieve
All I have to do is stick to myself and believe
Where you at uh huh
To all my street niggas makin' money make it happen ya'll
Where you at uh huh
To my ladys doin' your thing do it you're the best girl
Where you at uh huh
To all my Daft Punk people makin' it happen
Keep it movin' let's do it ya'll
Where you at uh huh
Uh everybody everybody ya'll
Where you
Don't make no sense the way we are
Niggers can't get a chick chick without a car
Anybody ask me me I been the star star
Always knew that one day day I would go far
Some of these rap niggers they need a rain check check
I don't understand how they got a mic check check
Get your head right true you look a wreck
And in the mean time we gone get the pay check
You know no we ain't the ones to judge
But uh there's people out here
Who are really puttin' it down and that's real
You know Slum Village can't even do our thing
Make it happen yo tss like this
Where you at uh huh
To my niggas down for the struggle keep it up baby
Where you at uh huh
My nine to five niggas street hustlers roll the dice niggas
Where you at uh huh
To all my chicks tryin' to get the paper keep doin' that
Where you at uh huh
See everybody makin' moves don't stop keep it all
Where you
You fled Babylon of life and death on a tattered arm
From the drunk who staggered home
To the destructive atom bomb set to detonate
You wonder why I write so graphic
When here bullets shatter light poles into white snow fragments
It's catastrophic that you picked up on it like an antenna object
You either find your hustle or demand your profit
Instead in the land of plot and schemin'
'Cause today's microscopic
Do bifocal fiber optics
My friends die with suit and ties inside of boxes
Flip me out when you hit the ground like a fightin' ostrich
But life is just a pair of dice droppin'
In mid stumble
A precious jewel you seclude when you in the struggle
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