Issue No 148 Just Fade Away Lyrics
Just Fade Away by Issue No. 148
(Intro)
I tell you, I hear a knocking noise
(Verse)
Synthesis plays guitar, Dave matters like a drummer
The people wanna step to me now, so take a number
You're messing up the brain flow, so do this
Step up to the bar and tell 'em waist needs a lil' plummer
That's a code name for makers on the rock
Need a pharmacal before I do what most cannot
Cause I don't really like a smoker for a show
So when you steppin' after this, you got the mask and the after glow
Before you step up, though, there's something you have to know
Psyche-O rip the stage, it's like a habit, so
You might get luck by suckin' on the rabbit toe
You don't really want that mike, go ahead and pass it, bro
And let a pro put it between his fingertips
I see your fat ass and yell: tap it, yo, got finger grips
Fuck with this and get the honey lated disk and maybe
Even something worse, lemme calculate the risk
(Pre-Hook)
There's a 99.9% chance this will fly right over your head
So everybody reach up and try to catch it if you can
The essence is never understood if you don't learn the lessons
(Hook x2)
MC and DJ and Beatboy are ground fightin'
And my people do it everyday
So if you only here t make yourself a little bit of pay
Do us all a favor and just fade away
(Verse)
That's right, fade in to black and blue
If you smack yourself with the mike, you'll have the truth
I can only be honest. "Your rhyme style is plain
You might as well be honest. I might feel your beats
If they have better sonics"
Overall feeling more, can afford gin and tonics
(God's the chronic)
Let's flow, make these guys back the fuck up like (???)
So throw your guns in the air, wait for finger poppins
I'm off to get the spinach, mix greens and not the rubbish
I'm still filing territoria to be discovered
Enough to make a new record for every year I suffered
Sorry, mom, I'm comin' thru to these tattoos
No one bent the stakes sayn bake like the casual
Smokin' home grown, drinkin' drag brew
Every new advent is just enough for dementia to lead a pass thru
(Pre-Hook)
There's a 99.9% chance this will fly right over your head
So everybody reach up and try to catch it if you can
The essence is never understood if you don't learn the lessons
(Hook x2)
MC and DJ and Beatboy are ground fightin'
And my people do it everyday
So if you only here t make yourself a little bit of pay
Do us all a favor and just fade away
I tell you, I hear a knocking noise
(Verse)
Synthesis plays guitar, Dave matters like a drummer
The people wanna step to me now, so take a number
You're messing up the brain flow, so do this
Step up to the bar and tell 'em waist needs a lil' plummer
That's a code name for makers on the rock
Need a pharmacal before I do what most cannot
Cause I don't really like a smoker for a show
So when you steppin' after this, you got the mask and the after glow
Before you step up, though, there's something you have to know
Psyche-O rip the stage, it's like a habit, so
You might get luck by suckin' on the rabbit toe
You don't really want that mike, go ahead and pass it, bro
And let a pro put it between his fingertips
I see your fat ass and yell: tap it, yo, got finger grips
Fuck with this and get the honey lated disk and maybe
Even something worse, lemme calculate the risk
(Pre-Hook)
There's a 99.9% chance this will fly right over your head
So everybody reach up and try to catch it if you can
The essence is never understood if you don't learn the lessons
(Hook x2)
MC and DJ and Beatboy are ground fightin'
And my people do it everyday
So if you only here t make yourself a little bit of pay
Do us all a favor and just fade away
(Verse)
That's right, fade in to black and blue
If you smack yourself with the mike, you'll have the truth
I can only be honest. "Your rhyme style is plain
You might as well be honest. I might feel your beats
If they have better sonics"
Overall feeling more, can afford gin and tonics
(God's the chronic)
Let's flow, make these guys back the fuck up like (???)
So throw your guns in the air, wait for finger poppins
I'm off to get the spinach, mix greens and not the rubbish
I'm still filing territoria to be discovered
Enough to make a new record for every year I suffered
Sorry, mom, I'm comin' thru to these tattoos
No one bent the stakes sayn bake like the casual
Smokin' home grown, drinkin' drag brew
Every new advent is just enough for dementia to lead a pass thru
(Pre-Hook)
There's a 99.9% chance this will fly right over your head
So everybody reach up and try to catch it if you can
The essence is never understood if you don't learn the lessons
(Hook x2)
MC and DJ and Beatboy are ground fightin'
And my people do it everyday
So if you only here t make yourself a little bit of pay
Do us all a favor and just fade away