Youve Got to Look Up — текст песни (Vanilla Ice)





(performed by derek b)



To the people in the front

And all the people in the back row

Nice to see yall jammin left to

Right toe to toe



No more introductions you know

Who I am

If you dont I couldnt really

Give a damm!

So just slide to the glide of the

Rhyme in motion

Or rock to the rhythm of this magic potion



To have an opinion, not to follow a crowd,

Brothers and sisters say it loud

Not here to depress, only to stress

Yes, we can all get out of this mess

My license revoked, people think I choked,

Try to hange me with the rope, but nope,

See Im too dope.



Chorus

Everybody

Youve gotta look up

Youve gotta

Everybody

Dont ever look down

Dont let them put you down



With a bang the bass kicks once again,

Ill repeat myself try to tell you again

No, not a politician or an

Obstitrician

Just a down young man who watches and

Listens



Weary of the system tryin to rip us off

So they let you use drugs so your mind goes soft

Confused, amused at what the papers say

Never get their facts straight anyway

cos Ive lived through the night of a 1000 knives

Watched journalistic murder with

My damn eyes

Seen em make, take, break many peoples lives

Fillin up the public with nothing but lies

Livin in a class segregated nation

Gutter press, comicbooks, mind information

Try to keep me quiet just sittin in the corner

But my name is derek b

Not little jack horner.



Chorus x 2



The plot thickens as the rhyme goes on

Can you hear "woo yea" anywhere

In this song

Let me take a breath, let me get some space

Hold tight lets kick in the bass,

Out of fourth gear rhyme in to cruise,

Lyrical language, bring you more news



If you have no ambition, no heart, or gold

No ambition no heart no soul

Gotta play to win no second place

Why do you think they call this the human race



Dont wanna be classified or be trendy

Dont like junkfood especially wendys

No ad in no mag tells me what to wear

Or for that matter what to do with my hair

Not a hip house or hip hop just my kinda song

Delivered by the young black capricorn.



Chorus



Life is much bigger than colour and greed

So slow down and ont feed your greed

Everyman for himself thats not the way to go

Stick together then well all go

One world one colour one people as we dance

Get on the dancefloor

Now is your chance to express yourself by the way you move

The rhyme.... ambassador heres my groove



Chorus x 2



Written by d. boland

Produced by: nyc & costello

Programmed by: d. carter & nyc & costello

Mixed and engineered by hot black four

Recorded at: matrix studios, uk

Mixed by gail "sky" king at soundworks, new york

Engineered by hugy dwyer at soundworks, new york



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