歌詞:
Sing Sing Sing Brass

We meet and the angels sing The angels sing the sweetest song I've ever heard You speak and the angels sing Or am I breathing music into every word?

boy scream Going underground (Going underground) Well, the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (Going underground) So let the boys all sing And the boys all shout for tomorrow Well, the brass

shape of a lion Burn the sacrifice of pride And ride on to Mount Zion One pair of eyes but see two different things One person cries while the other one sings

three four five a six horse for equality Vocal chamomile and wallabies I smoke lot like thought it be got me boomin' like ba-da-bing Rap don't gotta sing

mother I like you and you like me too We?ll get a preacher, I?ll buy a ring We?ll hire a band with an accordion, violin And a tenor who can sing You

to letting go But something wouldn?t let me even though I hardly knew you It was plain to see we were meant to lock lips You knock me out with the brass

hear it under the sea The newt play the flute The carp play the harp The plaice play the bass And they soundin' sharp The bass play the brass The chub

We see you, baby C'mon shorty That nigga Hov, holla Y'all niggas don't understand Uh uh, they don't understand Flow for 'em, no lemme sing for 'em Just sing

our dues, n know what I do's, n keeping it cool, now what do we loose? We it moving, n rapping "so lord forgive what I done" n singing our dues And living