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Santogold
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Santogold Album


Santogold (04/29/2008)
04/29/2008
1.
2.
3.
Shove It (feat. Spank Rock)
4.
5.
Creator (vs. Switch & Nasty)
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
I'm A Lady (feat. Trouble Andrew)
11.
Anne
12.
You'll Find A Way (Switch & Sinden Remix)
. . .


What I'm searching for
to tell it straight, I'm tryin to build a wall
Walking by myself
down avenues that reek of time to kill
If you see me keep going
be a pass by waver
Build me up, bring me down
just leave me out you name dropper
Stop tryin to catch my eye
I see you good you forced faker
Just make it easy
You're my enemy you fast talker

Chorus:
I can say I hope it will be worth what I give up
If I could stand up mean for all the things that I believe

What am I here for
I left my home to disappear is all
I'm here for myself
Not to know you
I don't need no one else
Fit in so good the hope is that you cannot see me later
You don't know me
I am an introvert an excavator
I'm duckin' out for now
a face in dodgy elevators
Creep up and suddenly
I found myself
an innovator

Chorus

Change, change, change,
I want to get up out of my skin
tell you what
if I can shake it
I'm 'a make this
something worth dreaming of

. . .


Go Ahead, you know you want it
You'll have no other way
you just want to take us down
go ahead,
I'll be the one hit
If I can take you, boy, it just might throw this town
Oh, you want to get it
You make us bleed, it'll prove there's life somewhere
And oh, no, I want to yell it
but do we speak or are we just nodding our heads
No way, not me, what you got,
it's not for me, but you'll find a way
no way not me, what you got,
it's not for me

Don't reach too far
You will fall over
Don't be surprised what you discover
Don't fear your call
Can't pull us under
You better watch out, run for cover

We see right through it
You get what you give, you get what you give

Go ahead
I'll be your junkie
I'll be deplete you can heap all rubbish here
Go ahead, now dump it on me
if I go quiet will the itch go down with me
Oh, you got to get it
nevermind that it was never there nowhere
but oh, no, not for a minute
for now you'll make your bed
and it will wait, I swear

No way, not me, what you got,
it's not for me, but you'll find a way
no way not me, what you got,
it's not for me

Don't reach too far
You will fall over
Don't be surprised what you discover
Don't fear your call
Can't pull us under
You better watch out, run for cover

We see right through it
You get what you give, you get what you give

Tell them that they'll get what they wanted, tell them
Tell them that they'll get what they wanted.
'Til then....

. . .


Brooklyn we go hard
We on the look for the advantage, we work hard
And if we seem to rough it up a bit
We broke but we rich at heart
Pull ourselves up now we won't choke
It's our time, put the lights on us

War tactics they make me sick
reel your heart in run away with it
Smile in your face, undermine your back
got guns for the strength they lack
So if you know another way
you can't look the other way
if you know another way,
tell them so right to their face

We think you're a joke
Shove your hope where it don't shine (4x)

I pay for what's called
eccentricity and my will to evolve
I hear them all say
that I got heart
but not everything that it takes

Taint my mind but not my soul
Tell you I got fire
I wont sell it for no payroll
Let 'em hold me down
I know if I know another way
I can't look the other way
I know another way
I'll tell them so right to their face

We think you're a joke
Shove your hope where it don't shine (4x)

. . .


Louder than they allow, Say Aha, Aha!

At night it's eating up your head
backed against a wall
Got you in a tight place
though you're not alone at all
Been fighting, trying to place a name on what it's called
Make you feel like a losing streak
'cause you know but you're not involved


It's alright cause everything they say doesn't make no sense
It's that time, I'm picking up my ass, up from off the fence
Gonna blow a hole in this parade, it's self-defense
I'm a army, got a whole brigade in my two cents

ooooh

Send in your torpedoes for all they know
make a show, shake them up before you blow
'Cause they don't want no cure, no
You'd better find a way, their aim's not pure

. . .


Got no need for the fancy things
All the attention that it brings
Tell me no, I say yes, I was chosen
And I will deliver the explosion

Can't say it's gonna get me far
Do no good to say what you are
I run the streets and I break up houses
River runs deep and the flame devours it

Me, I'm a Creator
Thrill is to make it up
The rules I break got me a place
Up on the radar
Me, I'm a Taker
Know what the stakes are
Can't roll it back, it's understood
Got to play our cards

Sit tight I know what you are
mad bright but you aint no star
polish up til you make it gleam
your M.O, I know what you mean
Tail ridin' and I know it's true
while they screamin' I love you
Down deep you know there aint no flow
a soul decay, was D.O.A

I know what you here for now
Words out you're an idea whore though,
now don't you crush on me
I'll see you in your pipe dreams
whether or not you know it's true
You're who they dictate to
That shit must hurt real bad
fakin' what you wish you had

Here all the folks come ask about me
Band wagon, know they used to doubt me
Blind side tend to hit real hard
you should heed the warning, get a body guard

Steady friction in this bitch
Creepin' in just like an itch
so far I got the last laugh
still the rich rise up, still I live fast
wouldn't know it face to face
Got no soul and got no taste
Moving in speed up the pace
I got it locked though, what a waste

All the talk is standard fare
Walk the walk if it gets you there
on the grind til the gig is up
Im 'a smash 'em down
put a muzzle on them like "what!"

. . .


Well you're a liar and your cues are all wrong.
But, I can count on the ways you owe me.
I want to you countdown what I have hold,
so it can make some sense to me.
Oh oh you boy.

You're a liar and your cues are all wrong.
But, I can count on the ways you owe me.
I want to you countdown what I have hold,
so it can make some sense to me.
Oh oh you boy.

[Repeat]

. . .


Lights out
Shoot up the station
TV's dead where's there to run
Watch everybody come undone
Lights out
We'll make it easy
We'll make it fun
Won't let them see now, how they had won
Still I wait another round

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Wiped out
No concentration
They got us basking in a storm
I watch it as it loses form
Wiped out
They could see me; that's what I want
A casualty, but I am upfront
And I know what it's about

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

I'm still a shaking my head
The one you can't account for
I keep just one step ahead
There's no place to run

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

Darling
Don't got to worry you're locked in tight
Darling
Don't got to worry turn out the light

. . .


Do it again, and I'll see you tomorrow.
I want to get it, you've got something to borrow.
Give me, give me it on my own.
And when I see you all again.
I am biting off teeth in a row, but it is pissy feeling yes.

[Repeat]

. . .


I've got to be unstoppable,
I've got to be unstoppable.
Eh, eh you don't like, eh, eh, eh you don't like.

[Repeat]

. . .


Now won't you run and tell your boyfriend
Tell him don't hold his breath for me
I've got some money I was saving
Got some hearts that I'll be breaking
Know someday they'll make a martyr out of me
I know someday they'll make a martyr out of me

She's so fine

And I like sometimes to wave it high
Up where everyone can see
I'm a lady
Got my mind made up
Got my mind made up

[?]
Try to hold a light to me
I'm a lady
Got my mind made up
Got my mind made up

I like to watch the way the wind blows
What does it know that I don't yet
Ooh, oh, look so pretty now
You're just so sweet
Let's see how far you can get
See just how far you can get

She's so fine

And I like sometimes to wave it high
Up where everyone can see
I'm a lady
Got my mind made up
Got my mind made up

[?]
Try to hold a light to me
I'm a lady
Got my mind made up
Got my mind made up

Dreams are gone
And the dreams are gone
No one said, no
No one said
Make something with what's in your head
And the dreams are gone
And the dreams are gone

. . .

Anne

[No lyrics]

. . .


Go Ahead, you know you want it
You'll have no other way
you just want to take us down
go ahead,
I'll be the one hit
If I can take you, boy, it just might throw this town
Oh, you want to get it
You make us bleed, it'll prove there's life somewhere
And oh, no, I want to yell it
but do we speak or are we just nodding our heads
No way, not me, what you got,
it's not for me, but you'll find a way
no way not me, what you got,
it's not for me

Don't reach too far
You will fall over
Don't be surprised what you discover
Don't fear your call
Can't pull us under
You better watch out, run for cover

We see right through it
You get what you give, you get what you give

Go ahead
I'll be your junkie
I'll be deplete you can heap all rubbish here
Go ahead, now dump it on me
if I go quiet will the itch go down with me
Oh, you got to get it
nevermind that it was never there nowhere
but oh, no, not for a minute
for now you'll make your bed
and it will wait, I swear

No way, not me, what you got,
it's not for me, but you'll find a way
no way not me, what you got,
it's not for me

Don't reach too far
You will fall over
Don't be surprised what you discover
Don't fear your call
Can't pull us under
You better watch out, run for cover

We see right through it
You get what you give, you get what you give

Tell them that they'll get what they wanted, tell them
Tell them that they'll get what they wanted.
'Til then....

. . .


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