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asm – don’t look back lyrics

[verse 1]

i step into the ring like my name was mike tyson
stumble and fumble and run for the splicing and giggle
plus my man andy’s on the fader
and we’re breaking out the ani multiplayers like sega or sony
only keep it rhythm musically, you jabroni
sizzle it or something you can circle with your dope beats
slowly but surely i can feel the ever-present everdescence of the now rain down
and i blitz
blast it
on the brink
past it
on a road path giving birth to the antics and crown yard tripping
hounds bark, kittens all meow cause we’re living in the now plus smooth on the groove, team

[chorus]
and we
keep it moving x6
with the
don’t (don’t) look (look) back
live a little
don’t look back
keep the ball rollin’ the moment is golden and pure love
sure ‘nough if you’re living in the now
get up
do a dance
go a little buck

don’t look back
keep the wheel spinning and we’re living for the funk like big d-ck
uh-huh
for the mystic liquid, people
get up
it’s crown yard
sip another cup

[verse 2]

don’t look back
let the strike fold and
don’t forget to smell the flowers on your path
the last of past fade’s peace in the boondocks
you might find it in the beats from your boombox
you gotta
turn it up
and don’t live your life in silence
the world can be full of surprises
strive to embracing and making the best out of any given situation
back – back to place where the tale begins and where it ends at the whims of the rain and the wind
drowning the crown
claiming the win
up from on your town new day commands
and never fail by illumination of doubt and out-source
every particle audible through the sound’s force
bounce more than a trampoline
in the now we remain serene and reign supreme

[chorus]

[sample]
i walk with the funk
i talk with the funk
i live for the funk i die for the funk
i eat with the funk i sleep with the funk
i live for the funk

[verse 3]
well
out ’till the morning and i crash ’till noon
now i’m trying to find my mind in a hotel room
and i’m failing
equally wailing in my sorrow
any food
but i mad row
please could i borrow me some euros?
sure bro
i could hook you three fold
time for us to fight this hangover like miso soup
true but what i think we’ll excel and expel of our soul from this h-ll is a fresh cold brewski
twoski?
better make it threeskis!
d-mn coach fade’s getting hype like the beastie boys in the 80s
making noise for the ladies with the cute ring coming through, women in the end, with the groove team

[chorus]

[sample]

[sample #2]
can you dig it? (yeah!)
can you dig it? (yeah!)
caaan yoooou dig it? (yeah!!)

- asm lyrics

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