The Procussions - Phantasm lyrics

Phantasm [Verse 1] Stro Elliot Look baby I'm a star, a city full of billboards You know who we are in a place many would k** for Portable lifestyle, right now leaving on a flight Even though tonight, I ain't gonna sleep for 3 days running I'm burning that midnight oil and I'm not complaining They saying that I'm so spoiled that i got 3 candles and a watch Payment for 30 hours of entertainment Tonight, I feel famous But, tomorrow this pain they tell me ain't important Got me feeling out of order, I ain't bleeding I ignore it See I really can't afford it Gotta play with no insurance, got a quarter tank of gas in my '98 accord I ain't poor, but really I ain't shopping for much, honestly I'm not Rolling monopoly boardwalk property You name it, I've done it And if you want it it'll cost you More than it ought to They say it's the life [Hook:] You see me now It's a living, it's a hard life And it's alright, but you gotta Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go You see the lights They shine brighter when they're on When they turn em' off You gotta get on Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go [Verse 2] 20Syl On dit qu'il est né dans un cocon, le cul calé dans du coton Qu'il a pris du galon sans talent ni talon d'Achille Qu'il le bras long et la réputation d'un frelon d'Asie Qu'il a vite pris le melon 20syl Allons ! tu crois vraiment qu'le soir j'emballe une ou deux belles au bois ? Et qu'au petit matin je chie des oeufs de Beluga J'la joue pas mélodrame, mais gars tu crois quoi ? Qu'suis là depuis trois mois et qu'j'ai la gold de lady gaga? Tu t'égares t'as pris du bois pour du métal Tu crois que je suis là où tu n'es pas, du névada ou du népal Tu m'vois déjà balle dans le crâne ou comme une épave Ca m'est égal J'suis le même con que celui que tu aimes Donc lève ton canon, ton verre, qu'on trinque On a les mêmes ponts, la haine qu'on traine Contre X ou Y, et les mêmes contraintes [Hook:] You see me now It's a living, it's a hard life And it's alright, but you gotta Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go You see the lights They shine brighter when they're on When they turn em' off You gotta get on Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go [Verse 3] Mr. J. Medeiros Never laugh at a dreamer whether your gra** is as green Or your pa**age is clean or clear it has to be seen Nor should you covet your neighbor when your chucks are your tailor And your truck needs a trailer to make a buck you gotta shut up And get started cutting your neighbors lawns it ain't a favor Who yawns at getting paper when them greens Be buying them greens you seem to favor It means you need to labor no plan B's get up off your damn knees Unless you a man seeking his Savior then stand please And take what you can from a land that don't hand things Freely to those who understand these never forget Clever is d**h when you were burdened by the treasure you left Measure your steps with integrity some people need celebrities Some people need the meds that these people feed to their pedigrees The Beatles singing “let it be” will let them be them If every man has got a melody well let it be penned [Hook:] You see me now It's a living, it's a hard life And it's alright, but you gotta Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go You see the lights They shine brighter when they're on When they turn em' off You gotta get on Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go Get up, go