Introduction Songtext
von Allure

Welcome to the world of Trackmasters
Where the flavor gods are always watching
Drama
Yeah
Prepare yourself for a new millenium in sound
I mean a place where only Allure can get down
Can you feel me?
I mean, these sisters sing like canaries
And look tasty like French pastry If you know what I mean, daddy
One time
Yeah
You see, there′s four major elements to Allure
Pastalenny, Lalisha, Akisa and Aaliyah
And if you don't dig this mess, you got the wrong damn address
Can you feel me?
Allure


Get it right, cognac for inner sight
Fuck the chaser, I lust for paper, react when shit′s tight
Seeking chronic, in QB, my fleet speak Ebonics
Contemplate blowing slugs or leaving beef behind us
Optimism, box out the opposition
Five percent discipline, play the cut, my rocks glisten
What's become of me? Pursue my dreams somewhat stubbornly
Running from chick to chick, trickin' mega-currency
Born to be rich, somewhat distinguished to them younger cats
To satisfy they hunger, inhaling hundred sacs
But whose groove consumes the savage beast?
It′s Allure, the album, the masterpiece

It′s Nature, y'all
Once again, Nature