Corrección Letra #RocknRoll par Dobie Gray

Featuring(s) : #DobieGray

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INTRO 
Dobie Grey

HOOK
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
Wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Give me the beat boys
Drift away 
I wanna free my voice

Jay Z my former president, we of the rock nation
Lost patience playing raced cards in forced arrangements 
Bottom line, Madiba's smile, ain't no imagine as good
Dotted line, to see my style, that's the signature move

Brick by brick, like we moving the cane 
Connecting block to block
Seed by seed, like we grooming the grain 
Converting Brock to Rock

Sticks and stones, catch or riddle my phrase 
Outcast, been learning, living in shade of a rock like Beatles on stage

The wealthiest in my middle age, Mansa Musa 
Mama say Mama Sa, Mama Coosa 
The difference of being in position, Cama Sutra 
The cornerstone of Master Chef Toast TV prime show 
Catch me live on those scenes, broadcasting my milestones
Accounting down tedious costs on a million dot
Stuck between igneous rock and my indigenous heart
Gold rock throne at my heir, how I'm enriching the son
Descending raised to reflect that pyramids touch

HOOK
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
Wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Give me the beat boys
Drift away 
I wanna free my voice

Astral traveling bodies
Going through changes like it's metamorphic 
So much heated pressure yet I'm solid
Indifference logic as preferred by stoics

I'm rocking like I wrestle for you people 
I'm rolling like I got a medal in Jiu-Jitsu

Who better? 
Put my pure central hard in music, Nu Metal

The best things are free at the expense of time
Can't resist to watch me rock, every second is priced
ROC, only capital matters 
ROC, gold in capital letters
That's when the balances Agrees either by capital bankers
Or the tenders at BUSASA
Stone throw from the pride rock, the land's Mufasa
Concrete Jungle fight, getting tested as USADA

Rockstar, let it be inscribed on my tombstone
The King's return if not on mine on whose throne? 
At the Glass Houses broken by the truth told

Black diamond, rock by blood and essence
Mine as Cole, performing under pressure 
Think Hova as my blesser, The Lord's my Roc-A-Fella

HOOK
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
Wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Give me the beat boys
Drift away 
I wanna free my voice

We cutting deals, covering seals, rock paper scissors 
In farming fields, cropping seeds, not Facebook pictures
Hit a brick wall made of dimes and copper 
Steel sharpens iron rock which fire is formed with
Risk assessment, studied Porter's Five Forces
How I dialogue, currently exchange mine from dollars

Stepped up stoned high, how I move mountains
Streams from rocks, a whole new lifeful fountain 
A mansion in the village how they view Houghton

A boss of course, on holding board
Stocks and bonds, to profit off
I ain't a skater nor closely dawg 
A group of executives' my only board
Got deals to make I'm landing them like Tony Hawk 
On business flight mode don't take no phony calls

Little drops of water become a river
That Jesus walked on for the starving fishers

Talk a thing or targeting? Business convos with the fellows 
Marketing or mark it in? Written models on a tempo
Knock at it or not get it? Specific combo like Canelo

HOOK
I wanna get lost in your rock and roll
Wanna get lost in your rock and roll
And drift away
Give me the beat boys
Drift away 
I wanna free my voice

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