It’s understood that Hollywood sells Californication.
It’s understood that Hollywood sells Californication.
Move swift as light, a thousand years in one night, in flight with insight.
Still taking my time to perfect the beat, and I still got love for the streets.
I lay awake and strap myself in the bed with a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head.
Until her eyes crossed over, until her mind crossed over, until her soul fell next to me.
I sell rhymes like dimes.
My poems were found next to dinosaur bones, perform by the elders before the kings thrown.
Touch it real good if you want a piece. Party people know I’m that type of freak.
I know it’s up for me if you steal my sunshine.
And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb, looking for a little hope.
Wherein we examine the most important question of our time: what is the most Wes Anderson movie song ever?
Now I’m a start collecting props, connecting plots. Networking like a conference, ‘cause the nonsense is yet to stop.
You know this boogie is for real.
Who took the bomp from the bompalompalomp? Who took the ram from the ramalamadingdong?
Something in the way she never looks my way, I’m in love, I’m in love.
In she came with the same type game, the type of girl giving out the fake cell phone and name.
You’re all I think about and everywhere I look, I know it’s bad, but we could be so good.
Hey kid! What do we got? Not a lot. So what?
Get down, get DOWN.
The Rage is relentless, in three parts.
Get that body up.
It’s the ambient techno stuff, the delicate downtempo stuff, the use of strings and subtle vocals with electronic backbeats.
Incredible raw energic punk that sounds both of its time and timeless.
Accessible electronic music with great hooks and the dance vibe to match.
A great balance of pop and punky alt rock.
Hip length and hip swinging breakbeats and super stylish swinging samples.