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Disco San Francisco Lyrics


Don Johnson Big Band Disco San Francisco


"We're going to take you to disco, San Francisco."

"When signals bounce around, we slide our pseudocode around.

When signals bounce around, we slide our pseudocode.

When signals bounce around ... this check can be only done on the ground.

This explanation is greatly simplified, but this is the basic concept."

If you a true brother, sister, put your fist up Cause whoever made the plan got it all messed up Let's stop the hating, I put out big respect No use debating, you'll get what you select The intellect is like the Hyde in the Jekyll If you look inside you will see it's a speckle And a spot, we need love and I got a lot So I'mma blow up the whole joint with one shot 57 for the MC, where he was born Down to 14 polishing the furious form 20 display, this way to the DJ 12 got the next play covered like an x-ray Down to the bone, make your bones crumble Why be derogatory disco mumble?

Now we sail the seas like fishermen and vikings Stealing rap thrones from your kings and my kings Like extra buttered pop corn I'm bada pop pop gone Before you even see me, the lyrical Houdini Suave like Rico, Federico Fellini I drop your ass faster than Benito Mussolini Eenie meenie miny moe, heidi heidi heidi hoe Minnie the moocher with the flow (what) waiting for godot (what) The Tallinn posse to the Stockholm crew Gothenburg, Turku, you know how we do A gangsta hit job from the Moscow mob Oslo down low, slow down the throb North and south, now we run the whole Baltic Stop, halt it, you can't assault it The defense mechanism working like a clock Who rock the party? why nobody And we keep it gras like mardi (like mardi) And we keep it gras like mardi (like mardi) And we keep it gras like mardi (like mardi)

The measures I'm taking are serious and drastic No bullshit to work your way past it You play it cool, intellectual, scholastic Fool in a basket, artificial like plastic Isaac new-tone, Abraham Lincoln Sugar daddy gone saturday drinking Thinking like a king taking rap to Botswana By way of Ghana, sipping vino in Toscana True dat, word and represent, right on And big up to everybody keeping their Heart and pride on top of everything With skills worth meriting The very thing you created I'm inheriting My vocal - like fire without a match Never lose the beat so I got nothing to catch 22 A plentitude of rhymes they might snatch We stayin on our toes with the Ssscratch



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