Cool aid

The Movement

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    You know I got a habit it ain't gonna lead nowhere /
    CHORUS:
    You lie around and listen to the sound /
    Of the neighborhood children on the playground /
    You back away from what makes you afraid /
    'Cause nothing means that much anymore anyway /

    Back in the day we knew we had it made /
    But didn't even know the flavor of the cool aid /
    Now we back away from what makes us afraid /
    'Cause nothing means that much anymore anyway /

    It's red it's blue, it's sunk its teeth in you /
    The time's tickin if you only knew /
    But I know it's true and so I take a few /
    To bring the music back /
    And give the rest to you /
    So pump out the treble, pump out the bass /
    Stick out your fat ass and tongue take a taste /
    Put on my cd and your poker face /
    Your cool aid is a terrible thing to waste /

    So many colors and flavors tell me how do I savor the favor /
    Of giving all my cool aid to you /
    I'm marinating with you /
    Conversating with you /
    I never met ya but I bet it's probably harder than you /
    Forget I'm smarter than you /
    Quick to elevate to higher ground /
    Loving what I'm living yo it doesn't matter anyhow /
    And anyway, any day, anybody wanna say /
    Yo we never move, gladly step aside let ya play /
    And you finish laughing thinking they winners /
    I stand stout like a glass of guinness /
    Quickly diminish any fucking mc /
    Who wants to battle with me /
    From cool aid to high sea dog, we rockin it g /
    Numerous hues, orange, yellows, purples, and blues /
    I'm flavalistically calling my shit /
    Tasteful abuse /
    Time for your juice, better let loose /
    Before you get sprayed /
    And fill the holes in your body with shots of cool aid /
    Open wide for me /

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    CHORUS /

    It's orange and yellow, hard but can be mellow /
    Look it in the eye step back and say hello /
    Listen to me bellow like a bass or a cello /
    Maybe an alcoholic but a fine fresh fellow /
    So drop out the treble pump out the bass /
    Stick out your fat ass and tongue take a taste /
    Put on my cd and your poker face /
    Your cool aid is a terrible thing to waste /

    It's pink it's green /
    Nice but can be mean /
    Sip it down slow disrupt the whole scene /
    I might be a fiend but so fresh and so clean /
    Outkasted blasted to the outer ring /

    So drop out thetreble, pump out the bass /
    Stick out your fat ass and tongue take a taste /
    Put on my cd and your poker face /
    Your cool aid is a terrible thing to waste /

    CHORUS /

    Nice to know ya /
    But you biting on my flow /
    and now you're sippin' on my cool aid /

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