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Save The Last Dance
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HipHop - Hip Hop General
Previous peak charts position #1,473
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #883
Gena H.
Yes
June 02, 2006
MP3 4.6 MB
128 kbps bitrate
3:19 minutes
Story behind the song
Beat just took me..... A glance at what music has turned to and a questional stand to bring back real music.
Lyrics
Save the last dance I try and move with the times, but I lose my stance, when its all garbage, don’t you understand? I’m trying to take this a step further, a feeling worth like no other, oh I forgot you like every other… Walk tight in my red Ferrari Everyday I know there is no one like me So I stroll on my own, unlikely to strangers I confine in what I know Flashy colors, pompous style Rockin the beads, even when I walk miles Even pass the few that glisten a snobby cheap smile Causing shivering pains to those that take a chance Willing to promote the fame of a gifted soul A vow that’s glorified to quote A vision that couldn’t be captured in what today’s writers wrote I swear this is the makings of what struggles hope And no one knows what my scuddles worth So I cope with the splutter of words And the beads wrapped around Mingled with the toweled In textures you couldn’t wrap around Offset by my Ferrari red t shirt The strain that makes your eyes hurt Along with the wonders of where’s his car? And why, he does what he does, he ain’t even a big super star I try and move with the times, but I lose my stance, when its all garbage, don’t you understand? I’m trying to take this a step further, oh I forgot you just like every other… Calm nerves, balls of steel A lost cause couldn’t capture my everyday ordeal Throughout my rhymes I’ve kept my shit sincere But that’s not what the world feels They want more edge, street shit, Shoot em up, sell drugs shit And all I got is this sex appeal shit With the concerns for what this world means And that’s not even close to happiness So I’m lost and wonder what happens next Will I be considered the failure cause I stuck with something greater? Did I lose fans cause I don’t dick ride pharrells stance Is it farewell? Did music end? Is my beads and flashy attire too fucken hard to comprehend? Should I just dump these lyrics cause with the times they’ve expired anyways? Is there no cure? Should I give up and enjoy these last days? And Dwell on the many feelings victims feel from aids? I swear it don’t make sense I try and move with the times, but I lose my stance, when its all garbage, don’t you understand? I’m trying to take this a step further, a feeling worth like no other, oh I forgot you like every other… This has nothing to do with that white bitch hella scuddery, This is a cry out for help Certain things need to be dealt with, I can take a week of no love, A month with no hugs, A year with no ties, But my life is not worth giving, A change can be made But you cant help those That don’t wanna be saved I mean if the Ferrari red ain’t amusing I don’t know what is This is what life has meant to me since a kid And to have it mistreated was not its expectancy So I’ll have to show some discrepancy And detail my formations into something you can see At least once Maybe its time to start a foundation Look for donors Cause real shit is at the brink of extinction And when its gone, I guarantee you niggas’ll be missing it So its worth mentioning Cause I don’t want to be the one you blame Or the one you point your finger at When I’m the only one different from what you see in your little world Tailored in a Ferrari red T (with the beads on)
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