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L'Orange & Stik Figa - "Blind Tiger"

Mello Music Group on September 03, 2013 05:59

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    New Album Coming "The City Under The City" 10/15

    The enigmatic producer L’Orange and lyrical mastermind Stik Figa prepare to take listeners into the middle of two worlds. While they delve into the concepts of urban legend and mental divergence, The City Under The City is a product of the strange melding of textural bliss and verbal dexterity. Featuring Rapsody, Open Mike Eagle and yU, among others, L’Orange & Stik Figa help you find color a monochromatic world.

    Lyrics:
    Where the drum roll, numskull
    Aint you seen the white horse, aint you seen the gun smoke
    Funds low these bums broke, chatting with Colombo
    Peeling back the moon roof, and now my skin is sun soaked
    Aint no rocket science, but I need space
    Aint been to compliant, mama saying that I need faith
    Being self-reliant we just ash when they cremate
    Go ahead and pick a star, which one would you replace
    Balls full of gas, they don’t even need names
    Earth's about the cash, working on a pre-paid
    Flame to the glass, inhale and then relieve pain
    Life a lot of things, she aint never been no cheap date
    Slave in a free state, discovering the cub bards dry
    Listen to the engine putter brother give another try
    Pop mutters, baby sucking on her mother’s for another night
    Gunfire is another lullaby
    [Verse 2]
    And from the end is where this poem starts
    No regards, watering the rose and still we grow apart
    Hopeless hearts, anxious dip your toes with sharks
    I’m floating in the ocean on top of shards of Noah's Ark
    Ride the wave cautious, and then I set sail
    Arrived on dry land, walking, on an egg shell
    With lead bells, blowing the whistle man I just left hell
    Nothing to regret well except maybe that death smell
    Behind the red veil enjoying the best seats
    The rest grieve, nothing to show for it but prestige
    Wonder what success brings, I go against the jet stream
    Knowing one man's night mare is another’s wet dream

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