The History Machine by TheKnuBlack Lyrics
I know you want me to
Wait for me. I must leave
One of a kind not the kind I'm so real momma
You can slide in the ride but I'm still gonna
Catch a flight to the sky yeah I'm peelin' off
Said put your hands to the sky if you feeling us
A couple songs that could probably change your life
From the crew from around the way
We got the got the got the glow that could try to take my light
But it's "T" to the "U" "P" "H"
For my Dad cause he know cause he know the sky is high
And the Van is the only way
We on the on the on a roll cause the Father wastes no time
We want the globe and a song to sing yeah
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
And you know it's our way not y'all way for Yahweh
I'm making sure not to waste a bar till I'm raising par
Asian tunes and Jamaican food be the muses
A way to never play the fans imitating music
I'm all up in the airspace, head in the no fly zone
I wanna bring it to the people 'fore their minds gone
I want 'em banging that repeat into the midnight
Yelling "That's my song!" yeah
And if it don't cut that's my fault
Slim chance knowing the Van's record with the Van records
Enchanted dreads and hands like weapons with pens and weapons
Learned from the dead the living and undeclared legends
I remember when I was a child
Pac talking to me through the wall
Woke up and haven't been the same
Whole lotta hands in the kitchen
Bet they step back when I throw the flame
Kay would sing from her first word
Product of the first world longing for the land where the clay first spake
Cause the song in my heart's always on play, always on play
Always on play, always on play (on play)
Wake up, I want a hundred acres
I need a lot of space or I'm waking up the neighbors
I got a lot of taters in my pocket
I lock it and rock it
You kick it I get it
They hate the awkward popular
Vote for Pedro apocalypes
They mistaking our competence
For the Father I gotta live
Stepping upon the Obelisk
Ominous Kamehame kid
I'ma get I'ma I'ma get
All of it, all of, all of it
Reaching into the bottomless bringing back all the timeless hits
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
I know you want me to
Wait for me. I must leave
Wait for me. I must leave
One of a kind not the kind I'm so real momma
You can slide in the ride but I'm still gonna
Catch a flight to the sky yeah I'm peelin' off
Said put your hands to the sky if you feeling us
A couple songs that could probably change your life
From the crew from around the way
We got the got the got the glow that could try to take my light
But it's "T" to the "U" "P" "H"
For my Dad cause he know cause he know the sky is high
And the Van is the only way
We on the on the on a roll cause the Father wastes no time
We want the globe and a song to sing yeah
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
And you know it's our way not y'all way for Yahweh
I'm making sure not to waste a bar till I'm raising par
Asian tunes and Jamaican food be the muses
A way to never play the fans imitating music
I'm all up in the airspace, head in the no fly zone
I wanna bring it to the people 'fore their minds gone
I want 'em banging that repeat into the midnight
Yelling "That's my song!" yeah
And if it don't cut that's my fault
Slim chance knowing the Van's record with the Van records
Enchanted dreads and hands like weapons with pens and weapons
Learned from the dead the living and undeclared legends
I remember when I was a child
Pac talking to me through the wall
Woke up and haven't been the same
Whole lotta hands in the kitchen
Bet they step back when I throw the flame
Kay would sing from her first word
Product of the first world longing for the land where the clay first spake
Cause the song in my heart's always on play, always on play
Always on play, always on play (on play)
Wake up, I want a hundred acres
I need a lot of space or I'm waking up the neighbors
I got a lot of taters in my pocket
I lock it and rock it
You kick it I get it
They hate the awkward popular
Vote for Pedro apocalypes
They mistaking our competence
For the Father I gotta live
Stepping upon the Obelisk
Ominous Kamehame kid
I'ma get I'ma I'ma get
All of it, all of, all of it
Reaching into the bottomless bringing back all the timeless hits
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
Was waiting for you baby
Before you go away
Wish I could hold you once more in my arms
I wish you would stay
Won't you come and ride with me
In my History Machine where we do it
Like we used to
Where we do it just like we used to
I know you want me to
Wait for me. I must leave