Free My Soul

Yeah! All right! This is a new one more shit!

Give me the beat box and free my soul.

I wanna get lost in the end of the road.

Fast flips will drift away.

Give me the beat box and free my soul.

I wanna get lost in the end of the road.

Fast flips will drift away.

By the rhythm of my lips

It`s a fix of these nicks

Move hips to сonnect of the funky beat boxes.

This is my brain

Shut it again

As I could bring and you too

Do this all train.

Let me say, “Come back in town

To the old school.”

Remember the days I smoke a sniff every day.

Come on! Let be the ways on how to praise

To force you.

I am just another fool

Try to survive on my mind to fight.

And realize the dream with my own eyes.

I`ll take the industry by surprise.

You define the lies in suffer mind.

Try to find a real life

`Cause I will give it up, live it up.

I`ll give it up for my only motion

You`ll give me сrashin` on the Earth like an Ocean.

My poetry is like the magic in a potion.

Your penalty is like the kiss of my devotion.

`Cause some words of hip-hop and just don`t stop

Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop.

The fever on the floor

Will make your body rock.

The funk won`t stop

And send you to the top.

Come on!

I was in hip-hop and just don`t stop

Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop.

The fever on the floor

Will make your body rock.

The funk won`t stop!

Come on!!!

Well, plenishing is a mission on the beat of situation

We`re just takin` a place across the nation.

The funk is a pleasant in the vision,

Bringin` a decision to the mobilization

About position.

I`m singin` just all across the nation

Live with more invasion.

Come on! And do ya only top vocation.

This is my frentition of prisonal politition.

Singin` that It`s the beat

See the only division.

You see collision of all the singin`,

But that`s the desperation

You can`t fall without the nation.

This population about

See inflation without.

You wanna let the magic, `cause the beat went out

This fuck – Excuses, excuses

That`s all I ever hear.

When I livin` up and livin` out but here.

So, don`t you fear the next

Just impress my text

Let your mind collect

The best indoors to protect.

So profuse of the media smooth

`Cause I`ve got all the glues

Protect the base of party, express abuse.

Come on!

We can`t go on just be sittin` on the fence

The power of us…………of any mets.

It`s a chance to see

A group of people be free,

Takin` over the world

And look like you and me.

So, let`s see, you will join me

I`ll give you a choice,-

The power of the weapon

Or the Power of Your VOICE.

I was in hip-hop and just don`t stop

Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop.

The fever on the floor

Will make your body rock.

The funk won`t stop

And send you to the top.

Come on!

I was in hip-hop and just don`t stop

Took the baggage of the rhythm of the base won`t drop.

The fever on the floor

Will make your body rock.

The funk won`t stop

And send you to the top.

Give me the beat box and free my soul.

I wanna get lost in the end of the road.

Fast flips will drift away.

Give me the beat box and free my soul.

I wanna get lost in the end of the road.

Fast flips will drift away.