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Cee-Lo( Cee Lo )
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One for the Road
Lyricist:Thomas Decarlo Callaway
Yeah, mmm mmm mmm, yeah, that sho' feel good Hello, I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green, how do you do? Welcome, I thought I'd seize this opportunity To tell you a little bit more about myself, if you don't mind This is my vision, you know what I'm sayin'? Check me out now, uhh
I have millenniums of material an' rivers of rhythm An entire ocean of emotion that's enlightenin' to swim in Also a forest of feelin', beaten paths of peace Trapped inside my silhouette, I have to speak to release
Demandin' more from the pen than I horde from the pen The line between playin' to win an' sin is thin But I walk it with grace an' I talk it with taste I am that raw, simply put an' I rest my case
It's elementary Yet far more than resources to pay the rent for me Everythin' that I've done is divine Ask God, He'll tell ya, yeah, He mine
So, you see, you don't need another thug out of me That is the last thing I plan to be on this LP But I'm a go slip into somethin' mo' comfortable an' continue the lesson No inconvenience at all, I insist on leavin' an impression
So relax an' ride out Relax, it's okay an' ride out Just relax an' ride out Players, relax, an' ride out
I also solicit visual verbalism worth a visit Intensely exquisite artism, inquire all, 'Who is it?' It's a deliciously darin' delicacy, I eat to exist Oh, he's wavin' those words, I want seconds an' thirds
Oh, hush, that's awful kind of you, you're makin' me blush I could use some competition, but they not makin' me much Man, this beat is like my master, it's makin' me bust Hip hop is sufferin', meanin' I'm a necessity, if nothin'
But you like every other rapper, cornrows an' a bandanna But I get a hundred an' fifty thousand dollar check Every three months off Santana Don't you fuck up, though, my family is the whole side of Atlanta
Now, how can I say? Okay, let me just put it this way If anyone ever contests my conquest, my gun best Yo, son, just takes one time to be one less Now you run an' tell the rest that I'm the best Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I sang sweet but brang heat to bang meat, we all on the same street
An' it's not that often I verbalize the essential element of surprise I am not one of these thug rapper guys But this one will help you realize an' use both eyes to recognize The type of action that this amount of money buys
Now listen, son, let me drop some shit on you, man I can just do do do an' put a hit on you, man With hot heat that will make your heartbeat quit on you, man An' Mr. Dawson'll find a pretty box to fit all you, man
So relax an' ride out Just relax, young man an' ride out Hey, you better relax an' ride out, okay? Just relax an' ride out
I could take that shit all day but if I only had sixteen more bars to live I'd get high an' hopefully O.D. on an alternative I'd give a dim lit dream, a color scheme An' I'd swim for the sun, no matter how impossible that may seem
I'd bury my feet in the foundation of a forest Becomin' one with everything there I would be long, I would be right an' wrong, but I'd be rare An' then I would pretend I didn't care, lose my fear An' pray that my forever would be fare
And I love you all, unconditional, I get misty already missin' y'all An' then I forgive those who rhyme to kill the time While mine cultivate the consciousness an' chill the spine Heal the mind, yet still sublime
Ride out Relax an' ride out Relax an' ride out Relax an' ride out
This is one for the road, yeah, one time for your motherfuckin' mind I told how you motherfuckin' play, D.F.y'all, believe this, yeah Shouts out to Outkast, Goodie Mob Yeah, Backbone, where ya at brother?
Hey, ha ha, alright, speak easy now, ha ha, yeah Can't nobody stop me now, no sir, yeah, I'm gone, y'all Oh, man, it's lovely, ha ha, yeah, somebody better stop me, ha ha
'Cause I'm good, heh heh, yeah, ha ha, alright now, ha ha Yeah, ha ha, alright, we gonna relax, 'cause it feels so good Everybody doin' their godamn thing, yeah
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