Aimee Allen - Oblivion Lyrics
Pharoah Monch w-w-w-w-with Aimee AllenOkay, whatever, oblivionI don't careThat's how I'm livingIm'a sing againOkay, okay, whatever, oblivionI ain't your average hip-hop/rock chickSo start listeningNew to New YorkJust another demo with a pretty faceMet a couple of kids on St. MarksThat took me to this place(And then we) Dropped in an alleyStarted ba-ba-banging on the doorThe bouncer patted me downI give him a poundWalked right out into the floor(DJ) Mark Ronson(And somebody) Pharoah MonchSpun me 'round like a record, babySpun me 'round there like a record, babyGet the ***** up(Yeah) G-g-g-g-g-get the ***** upThrow your hands to the skyAnd all my people in the back saying "It's alright"(Girls) Come on and expose your breasts to me(Ooh) We get you wild without the usage of ecstasy(Yeah) Hit the mosh pit, y'all, smack your head against the wallWild out now 'cause we about to ball like... (yeah, yeah)Okay, whatever, oblivionI don't careThat's how I'm livingIm'a sing againOkay, okay, whatever, oblivionI ain't your average hip-hop/rock chickSo keep listeningOh, new to New YorkFound a charter down on everyoneI'm in dumb heals singing girls just wanna have funNext thing I knowI'm ba-ba-banging on the barNow I must be drunk, telling everyone"I'm gonna be a star"Please, good times, don't kill meAnd the whole world, sing with mePut the record up for the revolutionI'm gonna start it like thisGet the ***** up(Yeah) G-g-g-g-g-get the ***** upThrow your hands to the skyAnd all my people in the back saying "It's alright"(Girls) Come on and expose your breasts to me(Ooh) We get you wild without the usage of ecstasy(Yeah) Hit the mosh pit, y'all, smack your head against the wallWild out now 'cause we about to ball like... (yeah, yeah)Okay...Okay, whatever, oblivionI don't careThat's how I'm livingPharoah, bring it inThis is my wordEvery verse is superbFrom the hood to the 'burbsThey can feel it from the jocks to the nerdsYou can feel it on the block, on the curbPharoah Monch rock for the hip-hop catsSparking the herbWe break through like hallow tips and black talonsI'm back wildin' on a track with Aimee AllenDisagree, from Sicily, she's the SicilionAnd vocally you can feel she's a chameleon (la la la)The excecutioner, lower the noose downWe 'bout to smack these rap clowns and get loose now like...(Yeah)Get the ***** up(Yeah) G-g-g-g-g-get the ***** upThrow your hands to the skyAnd all my people in the back saying "It's alright"(Girls) Come on and expose your breasts to me(Ooh) We get you wild without the usage of ecstasy(Yeah) Hit the mosh pit, y'all, smack your head against the wallWild out now 'cause we about to ball like...(Come on, come on, come on)Get the ***** up(Yeah) G-g-g-g-g-get the ***** upThrow your hands to the skyAnd all my people in the back saying "It's alright"(Girls) Come on and expose your breasts to me(Ooh) We get you wild without the usage of ecstasy(Yeah) Hit the mosh pit, y'all, smack your head against the wallWild out now 'cause we about to ball like... (yeah, yeah)
