Put on a Record

[Hook] {Old vocals sample} "Think I'll put on a record" {X4} [Hook] Put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Let it spin again, again, again, again Then I'll Put on a record Think I'll put on a record Think I'll put on a record Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end.. [Verse 1] Think I'mma put on a record, reckon you wanna recognise I'm a wrecking ball, wreck a site recollect the vibe Excercise CD's, put it in your deck and drive Jeopardise freedom, might not be a second time Petrified as the pressure rise like the petrol price I'm the next in line like Bin Laden's fifty second wife Step inside the mind, mine so electrifying Check the time, dropping biters quicker than insecticide A Dr Jekyll hiding behind the mind of Hyde Can't turn a blind eye like Alqueda buying dynamite Still tryna write, still tryna find the time When you sign the line - meet more dicks than a virgina's life A silent night, when I recite a line my lips bleed The darkest in my family like Lionel Richie A nineteen sixty transfixing melody Rise the sick from the cemetery, the only remedy is.. [Bridge] Hear the DJ spin the track Come back around like a winner's lap Never would you wanna get sick of that Rewind that shit, yep bring it back Hear the DJ spin the track A cinematic diplomat Kicking back, drink gin or Jacks Rewind that shit and bring it back [Hook] [Verse 2] Just let it play, feel vibrations through your vertebrae Dieing to stay the highest like you were Brazil's murder rate Exterminate all you nerd and hating sherminators Percolated coffee, rock at night in this nocturnal age Turn the page still unpaid, I'm paid in paper clips The pain of being played while I'm praying to the plagiarist The turntablist razor blade blood Cutting quicker than Darth Vadar did to his own son Run with hunger like goldilocks holding the rock And me and rap we rap together like Holden and Brock, what? It's the music, it makes your mood move with the wind Quicker than a little you with some voodoo pins So we [Hook] [Verse 3] Imprisoned in this song's composition A vision with every listen the listener can picture A situation, some over rated/over played like Neighbours Some play then lead off the stage like Ray is (BOOOOOO) Everyday the same play, the same the shit on TV What yah gonna watch you're lost in Simpsons repeats Knee deep in monkey see, monkey do Now we up to the month of June, what up with you? Nothing new Proven time is short, fuck it man what's mine is yours Wise words from a dinosaur, still feels like ninety four Vinyl forces out all the memories you swallowed in Riders of the storm given life to Jim Morrison Coroners report dead walking around the corodor A common law bumping Mortar Graphic Tomahawk If a graffers bombing or running from an under cover's Commodore When you're home there's nothing that you want more than [Bridge] [Hook] [Hook] {Vocals} "Put on a record Think I'll fix myself some dinner Frozen egg rolls or spagetti from a can"