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Eric Barrier
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Letras
This is a journey into sound
This is a journey into sound
A journey which along the way
Will bring to you new color, new dimension, new value
When all is ready, I throw this switch
Pump up the volume, pump up the volume
Pump that bass
Im nin'alu
Daltei n'divim
Please F, would you mind saying that again?
Im nin'alu
Daltei n'divim
You make me feel so good
We interrupt this broadcast to bring you a special news bulletin
From our on the spot task force
Oh my gosh
The music just turns me on
He's a sweet soul, brother
Thinking of a master plan
Def with the record, def with the record
Thinking of a master plan
Def with the record, def with the record
Thinking of a master plan
'Cause ain't nothing but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper, but still coming up with lint
So I start my mission, leave my residence
Thinking, how could I get some dead presidents?
I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, roll up, roll up
I used to roll up, roll up, roll, roll
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain't nothing funny
Stop smiling, be still, don't nothing move but the money
But now I learned to earn 'cause I'm righteous
I feel great, so maybe I might just
Search for a nine to five, if I strive
Then maybe I'll stay alive
So I walk up the street whistling this
Feeling out of place 'cause man do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and Eric B, and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money it's still a wish
'Cause I don't like to dream about getting paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made
So now's the test to see if I got pull
Hit the studio, 'cause I'm paid in full
One, two, three, uh
One, two, three, uh
By George, even London grooves
Pump up the volume, pump up the volume
Pump that bass
Im nin'alu
Daltei n'divim
Daltei marom
Lo nin'alu
El Chai, mareimawm
Back in the club, how you kids used to laugh at that song
Check this out
Yo, you go to your girl house and I'll go to mine
'Cause my girl is definitely mad
'Cause it took us too long to do this album
Yo, I hear what you saying
So let's just pump the music up
And count our money
Yo, well check this out, Yo, Eli
Turn the bass down and just let the beat keep on rocking
And we outta here
Pump up the volume, pump up the volume
Now wait a minute, you better talk to my mother
Im nin'alu
Daltei n'divim
Okay, alright
Daltei marom
Lo nin'alu
El Chai, mareimawm
Okay, alright
Yo, what happened to peace?
Peace, peace
Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace
One, two, three, four
Def with the record
Def with the record, def with the record
It's so fresh
Goodnight, kids
Was it good enough for you?
Written by: Eric Barrier, William Griffin