You\'ve Got to Look Up
(Performed by Derek B)
To the people in the front and all the people in the back row
Nice to see y'all jammin left to right toe to toe
No more introductions you know who
I am If you don't
I couldn't really give a damm!
So just slide to the glide of the rhyme in motion
Or rock to the rhythm of this magic potion
To have an opinion, not to follow a crowd,
Brothers and sisters say it loud
Not here to depress, only to stress
Yes, we can all get out of this mess
My license revoked, people think
I choked, try to hange me with the rope, but nope, see
I'm too ****.
CHORUS Everybody
You've gotta look up
You've gotta
Everybody
Don't ever look down
Don't let them put you down
With a bang the bass kicks once again,
I'll repeat myself try to tell you again
No, not a politician or an obstitrician
Just a down young man who watches and listens
Weary of the system tryin to rip us off
So they let you use drugs so your mind goes soft confused, amused at what the papers say
Never get their facts straight anyway 'cos
I've lived through the night of a 1000 knives
Watched journalistic murder with my damn eyes seen 'em make, take, break many peoples lives fillin up the public with nothing but lies
Livin in a class segregated nation
Gutter press, comicbooks, mind information
Try to keep me quiet just sittin in the corner
But my name is
Derek B not
Little Jack
Horner. CH
ORUS x 2 The plot thickens as the rhyme goes on
Can you hear "woo yea" anywhere in this song
Let me take a breath, let me get some space
Hold tight let's kick in the bass,
Out of fourth gear rhyme in to cruise,
Lyrical language, bring you more news
If you have no ambition, no heart, or gold
No ambition no heart no soul
Gotta play to win no second place
Why do you think they call this the human race
Don't wanna be classified or be trendy don't like junkfood especially
Wendy's No ad in no mag tells me what to wear or for that matter what to do with my hair
Not a hip house or hip hop just my kinda song delivered by the young black
Capricorn.
CHORUS Life is much bigger than colour and greed so slow down and on't feed your greed everyman for himself that's not the way to go stick together then we'll all go one world one colour one people as we dance get on the dancefloor now is your chance to express yourself by the way you move the rhyme.... ambassador here's my groove
CHORUS x 2
Written by
D. Boland
NYC & Costello
D. Carter &
NYC & Costello
Mixed and
Engineered by
Hot Black
Four Recorded at:
Matrix Studios,
UK Mixed by
Gail "Sky"
King at Soundworks,
New York Engineered by
Hugy Dwyer at
Soundworks,
New York Published by
Control
You\'ve Got to Look UpLRC歌词
(Performed by Derek B)
To the people in the front and all the people in the back row
Nice to see y'all jammin left to right toe to toe
No more introductions you know who
I am If you don't
I couldn't really give a damm!
So just slide to the glide of the rhyme in motion
Or rock to the rhythm of this magic potion
To have an opinion, not to follow a crowd,
Brothers and sisters say it loud
Not here to depress, only to stress
Yes, we can all get out of this mess
My license revoked, people think
I choked, try to hange me with the rope, but nope, see
I'm too ****.
CHORUS Everybody
You've gotta look up
You've gotta
Everybody
Don't ever look down
Don't let them put you down
With a bang the bass kicks once again,
I'll repeat myself try to tell you again
No, not a politician or an obstitrician
Just a down young man who watches and listens
Weary of the system tryin to rip us off
So they let you use drugs so your mind goes soft confused, amused at what the papers say
Never get their facts straight anyway 'cos
I've lived through the night of a 1000 knives
Watched journalistic murder with my damn eyes seen 'em make, take, break many peoples lives fillin up the public with nothing but lies
Livin in a class segregated nation
Gutter press, comicbooks, mind information
Try to keep me quiet just sittin in the corner
But my name is
Derek B not
Little Jack
Horner. CH
ORUS x 2 The plot thickens as the rhyme goes on
Can you hear "woo yea" anywhere in this song
Let me take a breath, let me get some space
Hold tight let's kick in the bass,
Out of fourth gear rhyme in to cruise,
Lyrical language, bring you more news
If you have no ambition, no heart, or gold
No ambition no heart no soul
Gotta play to win no second place
Why do you think they call this the human race
Don't wanna be classified or be trendy don't like junkfood especially
Wendy's No ad in no mag tells me what to wear or for that matter what to do with my hair
Not a hip house or hip hop just my kinda song delivered by the young black
Capricorn.
CHORUS Life is much bigger than colour and greed so slow down and on't feed your greed everyman for himself that's not the way to go stick together then we'll all go one world one colour one people as we dance get on the dancefloor now is your chance to express yourself by the way you move the rhyme.... ambassador here's my groove
CHORUS x 2
Written by
D. Boland
NYC & Costello
D. Carter &
NYC & Costello
Mixed and
Engineered by
Hot Black
Four Recorded at:
Matrix Studios,
UK Mixed by
Gail "Sky"
King at Soundworks,
New York Engineered by
Hugy Dwyer at
Soundworks,
New York Published by
Control
