Kwan Padam Lyrics

Padam Lyrics

Padam padam! Where's the track of the drum?
So you say you're the king, but
where's your kingdom?
This is my first album of the millennium
I got to
work some to sell it platinum
Daisies are bright yellow... I'm talking like
Othello
Open up the microphone
'Cause you don't wanna miss this, check
the statistics
This might be a mystical lyrical bliss
Hulabaloo,
peekaboo, you! What can you do?
I'm using my microphone voodoo
When I hit
the mic you feel pain 
Pump up the volume and go insane
Hey, I don't wanna
raise no war senor,
except the Karate plus on the Commodore 64
You wanna
try my rhyme galore?
I give you metaphor from Helsinki to
Singapore

Chorus:
If you think that getting' this easy, fly away, fly
away
If you think that getting' this easy, fly away 'cause I can't help
you
So you say you're the king
You pick the mic but you don't say
nothing

Back, back to the track yo combaya, my lord
I'm using my word
as a sword
Hold my mic like a torch in the dark
And out come the wolves,
like dogs they bark
If the locomotion makes you sway like the ocean
and
you need some more, ask from the TJ's promotion
S.O.S., I come from Loch
Ness
and you'd rather be at home with your mom playing chess
Hiphop
hurricane ready for the campaign
to break the chains of your brains in this
last red minute
Show me are you in it, are you part of the crew?
One,
two, a pump it up, one, two
911 a mayday, a mayday!
I think this game was
too hard for you to play
Say what? So you think you deserve another
chance?
Fine by me, but one condition: you got to dance

One, two, a
pump it up, one, two