Put on a Record Songtext
von Drapht

Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll put, put, put, put

Think I'll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
And let it spin again, again, again, again
Think I'll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end


I think I′ma put on a record
Reckon you wanna recognize
I'm a wrecking ball, wreck a side
Recollect the vibe, exercise CDs
Put ′em in your deck and drive
Jeopardize freedom, might not be a second time
Petrified as the pressure rise like the petrol price
I'm the next in line like Bin Laden's fifty-second wife

Step inside the mind, mind so electrifying
Check the time, drop ′em bodies quicker than insecticide
Abduct the Jekyll Hyde and behind the mind I hide
Can′t turn a blind eye like Al-Qaeda buying dynamite

Still tryna write, still tryna find the time
When your son align me more dicks than a vagina's life
A silent night when I recite it rhyme, my lips bleed
The doctors in my family like Lionel Richie
A 1960s transfixing melody
Rise the sick from the cemetery, the only remedy is

Hear the DJ spin the track
Come back around like a winner′s lap
Why would you wanna get sick of that?
Rewind that shit and bring it back
Hear the DJ spin the track
Cinematic diplomat
Kicking back, drink gin and jacks
Rewind that shit and bring it back


Just put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
And let it spin again, again, again, again
Think I'll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end

You gotta let it play
Feel vibrations through your vertebrae
Die in a state of highs like you were Brazil's murder rate

Exterminate all you nerd and hate and shermanate
It′s percolated coffee rocking out in this nocturnal age
Turn the page, still unpaid, I′m paid in paper clips
The pain of being played while I'm praying to the plagiarists
The turntable is razor blade blood cutting
Quicker than Darth Vader is to his own son
Run with hunger like Goldilocks holding a rock
And me and rap, we rap together like Holden and Brock
What? The music, it makes you move, move with the wind

Quicker than a little you with some voodoo pins

So we put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
And let it spin again, again, again, again
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end

Imprisoned in this song's composition
A vision with every listen
The listener can picture a situation
Some overrated, overplayed like neighbours

Some played and led off the stage like Reyes
Every day the same, play the same shit on TV

What you gonna watch? Your lost and Simpsons repeats
And knee-deep in monkey see, monkey do
Now we up to the month of June, what up with you?
Nothing new, proven time is short
Fuck it, man, what's mine is yours
Wise words from a dinosaur still feel like ′94
Vinyl forced out all the memories you swallowed in
Riders of the storm giving life to Jim Morrison
A coroner′s report, dead walk around the corridor

Common law, bump a mortar, graphic tomahawk
If a grappler's bombing all
Running from an undercover′s Commodore

When you're home there′s nothing that you're wanting more than

Hear the DJ spin the track
Come back around like a winner′s lap
Why would you wanna get sick of that?
Rewind that shit and bring it back
Hear the DJ spin the track
Cinematic diplomat
Kicking back, drink gin and jacks
Rewind that shit and bring it back

Just put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
And let it spin again, again, again, again
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll put on a record
Until the end, the end, the end, the end, the end

Think I′ll put on a record
Think I'll fix myself some dinner
Frozen egg rolls or spaghetti from a can