
Joe Waters The Mistica (Ft. Jimi Hendrix)
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[Verse 1: Darren]
Eminem pretty much said, why be normal when you wanna do the things that's inside your head
I'd rather be dead put some lead in my bread
Or maybe poison instead, cause my blood hot as a rocket pulling bout 9 G's
Supersonic bionic arms control the leads
Hot wire all around hundred twenty V's
Enough to shock your body into a coffin
Now hold up D, what's this about energy
Thought that you were a rapper, had to rub my eyes, you see
My resume? Computer engineering okay?
I'm here to stay but the music floweth from my mind
A divine paradigm
Effortlessly I see reality unfolding before me as I spit to the groove
No beat needed, I'm a lazy dude
Driving around town with my windows down
Rapping flat out loud radio off, I'm killing it
Without a doubt I scream and shout
Voice through the microphone, I groan, when I'm in the zone
I was almost home then the red and blue lights flashed, my body groaned
Bills to pay, money to throw, but the price on the ticket is something I don't wanna know, looked at the ticket said the fine was zero, this man's my hero
[Drum Break]
[Jimi Hendrix]
Yeah, well I like to, I like to play to myself, and like a minute ago
And whenever I feel down or depressed or whatever, you know, I just wanna play
And I can't practice first, its always constantly, what do you call it, like a jam
You know, its hard for me to remember any notes cause I'm constantly trying to create other things, that's why I make a lot of mistakes
Eminem pretty much said, why be normal when you wanna do the things that's inside your head
I'd rather be dead put some lead in my bread
Or maybe poison instead, cause my blood hot as a rocket pulling bout 9 G's
Supersonic bionic arms control the leads
Hot wire all around hundred twenty V's
Enough to shock your body into a coffin
Now hold up D, what's this about energy
Thought that you were a rapper, had to rub my eyes, you see
My resume? Computer engineering okay?
I'm here to stay but the music floweth from my mind
A divine paradigm
Effortlessly I see reality unfolding before me as I spit to the groove
No beat needed, I'm a lazy dude
Driving around town with my windows down
Rapping flat out loud radio off, I'm killing it
Without a doubt I scream and shout
Voice through the microphone, I groan, when I'm in the zone
I was almost home then the red and blue lights flashed, my body groaned
Bills to pay, money to throw, but the price on the ticket is something I don't wanna know, looked at the ticket said the fine was zero, this man's my hero
[Drum Break]
[Jimi Hendrix]
Yeah, well I like to, I like to play to myself, and like a minute ago
And whenever I feel down or depressed or whatever, you know, I just wanna play
And I can't practice first, its always constantly, what do you call it, like a jam
You know, its hard for me to remember any notes cause I'm constantly trying to create other things, that's why I make a lot of mistakes
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