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letra de good ol' days - fela x vanpersi

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[wu-tang ─ can it be all so simple]
you know, everybody’s talking ’bout the good old days, right?
everybody… “the good old days”
yeah, the good old days, yeah…
well let’s talk about the good old days
let’s talk about them

[fela]
i remember those good ol’ days
late night, sax like coltrane
dope stash, s-x, hike n’ bake
i remember those good ol’ days

[big l ─ put it on]
put it on, big fella, put it on and on

i got my hands sh-t deep, now all i had it’s screwed
f-cked it a lil’ bit, ate more that i could chew
now i’m on a railway track, nah, there’s no right way back
follow the trail blaze path and hit the nail: my spot

next station’s silent hill, and no, i’ve got no chills
even though far my crib, even though creeps downhill
when no input standby, you get my sign and fly
roadmap far from sight, lights no one, sh-t’s tight
so non-stop, step it up to the fifth gear
cruising down unknown frontiers with in-ears
what’s the deal here, miss with mix fears?
dealing with momma front tears with deaf ear

i remember those good old days
peace-like sleep tight and rain; bong, hash and friends
mixing drinks my veins, bombing spray on waves on trains
paints like an elephant’s trace

lord k!lls from age, nothin’ strange from days
like jim himself said: “born to the endless night”
quick sk!ll remains for those who bear light
seek this truth through your ear in and out right

i remember those good ol’ days
late night, sax like coltrane
dope stash, s-x, hike n’ bake
i remember those good ol’ days

it ain’t much left from what’s left behind
its just all that’s in my head for myself and i
going up and down, nah-huh, left to right
play your test: skip by city thefts at nights

i remember those campfires
lit path, sit back, drop a little bit of gin, right?
the booze ways without the juice of bruce wayne
’cause my wallet every day lose weight
to each its own is know better
within reach zones for go-getter
the list goes on and on, ever
for deaf and beef no one reply
from v and f just best heard you could find

[big l ─ put it on]
put it on, big fella, put it on
[troubless ─ 20]
y el tiempo corre, vuela, fella

i remember those good ol’ days
late night, sax like coltrane
dope stash, s-x, hike n’ bake
i remember those good ol’ days

hike n’ bake, i remember those good ol’ days
(x4)

[jim morrison ─ the soft parade]
this is the best part of the trip, the best part!

[rza ─ can it be all so simple]
back in 70′, 79′, everything was better
nah 87′, that was my favourite sh-t

- fela x vanpersi

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