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This page features "Come Original" "Can't Fade Me" "Transistor and "Grassroots"
"Come Original"
Come original.
You got to, you got to.
Come original, you got to come original. All entertainers come original.
You got to come original, you got to come original. All entertainers,
hear why.
To come original it ain’t nothin’ strange. You got to represent you got come full range.
Full range of emotion, full range of styles. When you come to town, you’ll have them
comin’ for miles.
Come original, you got to come original. All entertainers come original.
You got to come original, you got to come original. All entertainers, hear why.
Black Eyed Peas they comin’ full range, and NOFX they comin’ full range, and Roni Size he comin’ full range. The one Mr. Vegas you know it ain’t easy.
A warning to the crews out there who think they’re hot, if you’re not original rockers you will get shot. Down by the kids neglectin’ your art, the stuff you did.
Eventually it get so bad puts you to bed. 'Cause when the lightning flashes sweet electricity, all the world then stands revealed with the clarity. Of raw voltage, briefly we see, and the hope is you’ll be able to tell just what dope is.
Come original, you got to come original. All entertainers come original. You got to come original, you got to come original. All entertainers, hear why.
Funk slap bass mixed with the dancehall, and hip-hop beats, and punk guitar, and
deadly on the mic is the one SA. The name is 311 and you know it ain’t easy.
This is not a test there’s no time to mope. How you gonna cope with radioactive isotope. And boss dj illness upon you now quickly. Infecting you fast upon the airwaves.
This message brought to you by the so large system. Activate and attune yourself with meditation. And green plants they’ve got mad life they’re sentient. They’re beautiful as you and they like to dance.
Everything we do we gotta come original. Put your hand up in the air and prepare for battle. Sit upon the rhythm like a tire upon a rim. We do it non-stop and then we do it again. Some a them whine and some a them *****. They can not do it never switch. Comin’ up from the heart, and delivered with a wild pitch. Sit up on top the rhythm like a wild stallion. This is the ruling system.
Come original, you got to come original. All entertainers come original. You got to come original, you got to come original. All entertainers come original. You got to come original, you got to come original. All entertainers come original. You got to come original, you got to come original. All entertainers.
Come original.
"Can't Fade Me"
We bust the sound, the kids all gather round.
And what’s comin’ from their radios, they all turn down.
The creativeness, we are scientists.
Move em with soul, move em with this.
When the bass kicks, we get intimate.
With the music and the people. Yeah they’re into it.
Takin’ off cruisin through the air.
The sound is aerodynmaic, let me take you there.
I am a cool and mellow man. Always got a plan. Copin’ out problems every time I can.
I’d like to be known as a great communicator. If you got beef don’t save it for later.
I battle evil weekly, monthly, yearly. But every step I take the devil stays near me.
Otherwise maintain on the globe. Just another space trippin vato.
Massive yang and yin on this earth we spin. Sometimes I gotta center find out who I am.
I chill out I let in the wind.
I gotta feel the pulse of the planet on my skin.
I got news for ya it ain’t nothin nice. We all got demons we all gotta vice. The struggle never ends, to keep it in check. But I never stop trying, to make the trek whadup.
Which one is it, who ya gonna believe? Undivided in my material being. Undivided life. You can’t fade me. Desperate the cling I make to positvity. Stay gettin it on til the doubt is gone. If you could be dissuaded you were dead all along. Like what’s up now you can’t fade me. Still in that same old trade of positivity.
"Transistor"
If you want more beats for you buck there's no luck. If you want more beats for you buck there's no luck. If you want more beats for you buck there's no luck. If you want more beats for you buck there's no luck. Then there's no luck. Then again if you came for drama then I can't understand a. Music critics, music critics. Not afraid of a guy who'll tell you he's never been in a mix. Been in a mix, been in a mix. We're from the grassroots so big up to out friends. Every crew, every click and every posse. Big up to all the heads not of hypocracy.
You're a transistor, lightning resistor. Conducting to the mother Star. That's what you are.
Renegade sound system three eleven. Renegade sound system three eleven. Renegade sound system three eleven. Renegade sound system three eleven. Three eleven. Three eleven. Brothers from another planet and here once again. Automatic. Brothers from another planet and here once again. Automatic. Quantum saints of the universe. In a holographic Cosmic Remix. In a holographic Cosmic Remix. From the mysterious blue planet, we can breathe anywhere. Underwater, out in space, and in L.A. Your polluted air's no problem for these homies.
"Grassroots"
I flip when I kick it trippin it. So I can check **** not in a daily style. But once in every while so I can. File, check file, check the files of my brain. Many of meaning manage to come from the insane. And the butcher the baker the fabulous drama maker.
A cracker on a truck goin' breaker, breaker. Listen to everyone then disregard it. The meaningful **** comes back back to where it started. In your cranium surrounded by pot, like a geranuim. A capital 2 burns in my mind give me some peace. I looked at her, I looked at him and neither one did know. Where the wild thoughts grow, check it out.
I look to absolutes and there absolutely none. The truth is what you shoot for not one. Nothing brings it all together the journeys never done. I'd sing you Stormy Weather but it's been sung, so let's have some fun. Three Eleven has grass roots. Challenge comes and goes and there will be another. I say bring it on, the roots that grow underground are as big as the tree. That you see if not it will fall down. We waste so many moments standing on convention. The only survey is when our heart pays no attention.
Move with persistence cover much distance. Knowing no perdition that's my game for instance. Three Eleven true to no tradition. And the Three Eleven crew not dow with convention. But a hundred different people already told what we about. So I make not attempt to try and suss the stupid out. I'd turned into a roughneck that was not my intention. It doesn't even really matter unless I fail to mention that. Peace to all crews that want some peace. First the Mid then the West then we slide through the East.
A piece to any crew that want a piece. But peace to all crews that want peace.
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