THE LIGHT
Lyrics
by Mattic Parks and Astrid Engberg. Music by Oogo.

Fantastic (multiple repeat throughout song)
Oogo Oogo
Fantastic
Chomsky

I be on the planet I be rocking that shit
I be on the planet I be making them hits

MR. FANTASTIC

III beats from the words I speak
It's the light from the uh…uh uh

Banka
Wax Tailor
Mr Gib
Mr Fantastic

I be on the Planet I be rocking them beats
We be on the planet we be making that heat
We be on the planet and the style is unique

Our shit is big ocean and your shit is a creek
On your territory I'm ah take ah leak
let it all out
Top high
like Mt. Everest to the peak
for you mountain climbers we be on the planet

Yea baby come and give me kiss on he cheek
That is the style from beneath
Underground, Underground from the PLANET

GHOST MUSIC
Lyrics by Mattic, Green T, F.P
Beat by Chomsky

(Chorus)
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music
Ghost music

Hey it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music
it's Poltergeist music

The like…
Ah hell now did I miss it?
before you step on the stage your whole show is defeated.
I'm trying to leave a ghost impression on your T.V screen
when you you pause the game to long, I heard your song.

Whole album that's cool, but when I make my rule
My medulla's like pole vaulter's
A high choose
Your best tracks, friend can help.
In the end all you doing is just talking to yourself.

And the crowd the only clap
cause they don't want no playback.
A universal word describes you as whack.
While I sit up in the shadow's sharp like a dagger.
The power that I create from the hood sleepy hollow.

Beauty right in front of your eyes like blooming daffodils
or the vines on my arms, ink that I reveal.
Had a dream Ice Cube went back to kill at will.
Death Certificate host, America's most.

Watch of the poison in sirenges kept in frozen usage.
The stage or the living room I abuse it
Wax allowed it so I be that ball up in Ken's hands
Energy my man let me help you understand

How you got to X a man on the stage

Think they got cha
They think the got cha

Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd

When they watch you

When they watch ya

How you got to X a man on the stage

Think they got cha
they think the got cha

Leave a Ghost impression, on the crowd

When they watch you
When they watch ya

Music pause people
(repeat)
Music make's think
(repeat)
Music make'em think
Man you got make them think!!

MUSIC MAKE THEM DANCE

That old mean devil
Tryin’ one more time
Struttin’ dat stuff
Lookin’ so right
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

Can’t say I don’t wanna
Dat it ain’t crossed my mind
Somethin’ ‘bout you
Sets my soul afire
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

When I look over my shoulder
What do I see every single time
Somethin’ like a sugar coated candy treat
Just dat old mean devil in disguise

Just dat old mean devil
One more time
Struttin’ dat stuff
Lookin’ so right
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

When I look over my shoulder
What do I see every single time
Somethin’ like a sugar coated candy treat
Just dat old mean devil in disguise

Just dat old mean devil
One more time
Struttin’ dat stuff
Lookin’ so right
Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

Got my baby
And she’s just treatin’ me fine

TRADUCTION :

Une fois de plus, le diable cherche à me tenter en se déhanchant, déguisé en jolie fille.
Pourtant j'ai une copine super avec laquelle je m'entends bien

Mais chaque fois que je tourne la tête,
Je vois cette fille jolie comme un sucre d'orge, c'est le diable déguisé

You keep on looking,

you look to your right
You look to the left,
there's always a fight
I tried to look up,

but the sky wasn't clear
To hell with it all, I'm going and drink me some beer

Don't you know ,got these old searching blues
Don't know which way to turn, just to find my way back to you

I walked down the street, to find an old friend
Made a wrong turn,had to come back again
I went to find my lady, in front of her door
She said "Who are you?" cause you don't live here no more

Don't you know,got these old searching blues
Don't know which way to turn,just to find my way back to you

TRADUCTION :

Tu cherches, à droite, à gauche, tout n'est que lutte
J'ai levé la tête, même le ciel était sombre
Au diable tout ça, je vais me boire une bière

Tu sais, je cherche et j'ai le Blues
Je ne sais pas par où aller, retrouver le chemin qui mène à toi

Je marche dans les rues pour retrouver un ami,
Je me suis trompé, je retourne sur mes pas
J'ai retrouvé ma copine sur le pas de sa porte
Qui me dit "t'es qui ? car tu n'es pas d'ici