Only One Lido
"Only One" by Lido, released in 2016, is an electronic pop song that explores themes of love, longing, and vulnerability. The lyrics convey a deep emotional connection, emphasizing the importance of a singular, significant relationship. Unique production elements include lush synths and intricate vocal layering. The song resonates with listeners, highlighting the complexities of modern love. #ElectronicPop
[Intro: Lido]
[Interlude: Halsey]
Wait for me in the back... And I mean it.. Grab the stupid microphone... I meant everything I said... Everything
[Verse 1: Jaden Smith]
****** just hit me on the phone
I gotta take the call or Alabama shake you off
I made your favorite playlist in my basement, dog
Take away the a-list man, let's play some ball like soccer
Kicking it with Harry like Chewbacca, man, I gotcha
Never been a rasta but I always keep the essense
Teachers couldn't test these little jokers adolescence
Here’s a lesson for the kid that’s living life way too aggressive
You could be professors you just need to switch professions
Wanna do what's right but homie look the way they left him
Let's switch directions
We need to open up our spectrum
So when my set come you see the way my flows infect them
And they inspire them
Teachers politics they tire them
You see them tires man?
Drilling oil out the ground swear we need to fire them
All these homeless people around you know we could hire them
But we choose not to
Gentrification when the Blacks move and the cops do too
I'm coming with you if you got a problem here's a noose
A tissue and a lucid pistol
That we snuck across the border illegally
So society could be in order
[Interlude: Halsey]
Wait for me in the back... And I mean it.. Grab the stupid microphone... I meant everything I said... Everything
[Verse 1: Jaden Smith]
****** just hit me on the phone
I gotta take the call or Alabama shake you off
I made your favorite playlist in my basement, dog
Take away the a-list man, let's play some ball like soccer
Kicking it with Harry like Chewbacca, man, I gotcha
Never been a rasta but I always keep the essense
Teachers couldn't test these little jokers adolescence
Here’s a lesson for the kid that’s living life way too aggressive
You could be professors you just need to switch professions
Wanna do what's right but homie look the way they left him
Let's switch directions
We need to open up our spectrum
So when my set come you see the way my flows infect them
And they inspire them
Teachers politics they tire them
You see them tires man?
Drilling oil out the ground swear we need to fire them
All these homeless people around you know we could hire them
But we choose not to
Gentrification when the Blacks move and the cops do too
I'm coming with you if you got a problem here's a noose
A tissue and a lucid pistol
That we snuck across the border illegally
So society could be in order
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