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Soul Hooligan - Algebra Lyrics




Kept back by the deeper rumblings in my breast
bad vibes putting mad pressure on my chest
fly time is a rhythm clocking exocet
mad lines from a stranger you've already met
tribal is the plate i'm eating from, you guessed
i'm full yet i cannot fit inside my vest
'where's he at?' is the question i refuse to get
here i'm at. right here. in your headphone set.
You'll try to diss/take a crack at this/not algebra/or calculus.
So take a crack at this now.
Two truths make a lie, first you die then fly
cross the sky - jambalaya with your chocolate pie
suck it deep: don't let it interrupt your sleep
you'll get fleas and disease when you're counting your sheep
if you please, don't please 'em - run 'em off the ranch
let them grow like leaves then rip 'em off the branch
fly time is a rhythm clocking do-si-do
b-boys rocking with the freak-freak: so now you know.
You'll try to diss/take a crack at this/not algebra/or calculus.
So take a crack at this now.
It's the p.h.a.r.m.a.k.o.n.
the remedy, yes the cure from the poisonous pen
c.o.m.m.u.n.i.c.a.t.i.o.n.
what you'll find inside my rhyme is enemy and friend
going n to the e the b the u.l.a.
burning all the competition with the rhymes that i say
h the double o the l the i the g.a.n.
now the soul is what will signify the hooligan.
You'll try to diss/take a crack at this/not algebra/or calculus.
So take a crack at this now.
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Kept back by the deeper rumblings in my breast
bad vibes putting mad pressure on my chest
fly time is a rhythm clocking exocet
mad lines from a stranger you've already met
tribal is the plate i'm eating from, you guessed
i'm full yet i cannot fit inside my vest
'where's he at?' is the question i refuse to get
here i'm at. right here. in your headphone set.
You'll try to diss/take a crack at this/not algebra/or calculus.
So take a crack at this now.
Two truths make a lie, first you die then fly
cross the sky - jambalaya with your chocolate pie
suck it deep: don't let it interrupt your sleep
you'll get fleas and disease when you're counting your sheep
if you please, don't please 'em - run 'em off the ranch
let them grow like leaves then rip 'em off the branch
fly time is a rhythm clocking do-si-do
b-boys rocking with the freak-freak: so now you know.
You'll try to diss/take a crack at this/not algebra/or calculus.
So take a crack at this now.
It's the p.h.a.r.m.a.k.o.n.
the remedy, yes the cure from the poisonous pen
c.o.m.m.u.n.i.c.a.t.i.o.n.
what you'll find inside my rhyme is enemy and friend
going n to the e the b the u.l.a.
burning all the competition with the rhymes that i say
h the double o the l the i the g.a.n.
now the soul is what will signify the hooligan.
You'll try to diss/take a crack at this/not algebra/or calculus.
So take a crack at this now.
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Writer: AUSTIN REYNOLDS, DAVE JAY, DAVID JOHN BUMPSTEAD, JAMES BARCLAY SUMNER, KEITH OWENS, MARK HUMES, PETER ANDRES MARRIOTT, PHILIPPE TRISTAN FRAGIONE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.


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