Basho T - Cadillac Lyrics

I`m still counting up

Underground writer
The tongue hisses through the de-esser, slang riffle
The city-lights seen from above, Eiffel
Sudden and unexpected jam-cipher
Another one, one by one
The upsetting station and the FM one o one
Twelve pm, two the bird's chirp
Even the smallest aspects play a major role, quarks
Reggae, dub, grime and a drop of lime
A fan first and foremost, speaking through the wire
Muffled sound, we just go with the flow, roll with the bounce
Go with the flow, roll with the bounce
Go, go with the flow, roll with the bounce
It won't be picturesque, but we're anyhow more inspired by the Bauhaus

The beat starts up like a Cadillac, Cadillac, Cadillac
I had my head in the cloud, smoke smoke
Pause, steamboat willy, the mouse
The beat starts up like a Cadillac
I had my head in the cloud, smoke smoke
Pause, steamboat willy, the mouse

Yeah, it`s starting up like a Cadillac
We've scrolled through cloud atlas and arrived at nine-cloud
I've lived for a while in the lake like Loch Ness
This might be just one of the requirements for this business
Once the boulder begins to roll, will the initiator become one of the bystanders, witness
So do we meet again, blank page
I've became Groovy around the release date of blank face
The pressure has been building up, taking its toll
I've discovered poetry long before hip hop
Ever since being a kid exposed to rock, to a little country as well, kid rock
There's no turning back once you hop on this train, even when they ask you to make it stop
We're on the same boat
Night-shift, still wearing the same clothes
Someone told me: if you really try to beat the current odds
Then you gotta hold yourself accountable by holding yourself by your own nose, yeah
We just go with the flow, roll with the bounce
Go with the flow, roll with the bounce
Go with it, roll with it, go with it, roll with it
Go with it, roll with it
The beat starts up like a Cadillac
I had my head in the cloud, smoke smoke
Pause, steamboat willy, the mouse
The beat starts up like a Cadillac, Cadillac
Cadillac, Cadillac

Yeah, its`s starting up like a Cadillac
When one door closes another opens
We were thrown into the cold water to learn to swim, in the fjords of Hagen, Copen