Sync Different

THE LIGHT
Lyrics
by Mattic Parks and Astrid Engberg. Music by Oogo.

Fantastic (multiple repeat throughout song)
Oogo Oogo
Fantastic
Chomsky

I be on the planet I be rocking that shit
I be on the planet I be making them hits

MR. FANTASTIC

III beats from the words I speak
It's the light from the uh…uh uh

Banka
Wax Tailor
Mr Gib
Mr Fantastic

I be on the Planet I be rocking them beats
We be on the planet we be making that heat
We be on the planet and the style is unique

Our shit is big ocean and your shit is a creek
On your territory I'm ah take ah leak
let it all out
Top high
like Mt. Everest to the peak
for you mountain climbers we be on the planet

Yea baby come and give me kiss on he cheek
That is the style from beneath
Underground, Underground from the PLANET

FR
On veut le surplus,Pour les fois où, on a dû dormir sur notre faim,Toujours enfoncés vers le bas,Mais toujours main tendue pour les miens,
J'en ai gardé les marques sur tout le corps,Jamais j'effacerais les parcours,On est couverts de métaux bien lourds,Mental d'acier, avec une âme en or,
C'est toujours un mal qui sert pour un bien,J'fais comme si j'étais le même,Mais je ressens plus de peine,Faut m'apaiser, y a rien que ça qui m'apaise,
Y a plus que de la glace dans les veines,Y a plus que de la glace qui coule dans les veines,Je suis prêt à tout donner, pour sauver la mienne,Pour sauver la tienne,Tu ferais de même,
J'me pousse encore à bout,Car la douleur me berce,Je suis jamais trop loin, surtout proche de mes rêves,Pour la mienne, pour la miennePour la mienne, pour la mienne,
J'ai dû panser mes blessures,Pour la vie qu'on mène,La vie a toujours été dure, mais y a rien comme elle,Je t'ai promis une vie de rêve,Mais la mort nous guette,Pour la mienne, pour la mienne,
Ouais, c'est pour la mienne,C'est pour la mienne,J'écrirais mon nom dans le ciel,Pour la vie qu'on mène,C'est pour la mienne, c'est pour la mienne,Pour ma vie de rêve.

EN
We want the surplus,For the times when we had to sleep on an empty stomach,Always pushed down,But always reaching out for my people,
I've kept the marks all over my body,I'll never erase the paths,We're covered in heavy metals,Steel mentality, with a heart of gold,
It's always a struggle that serves for good,I act like I'm the same,But I feel more pain,I need to calm down, nothing else soothes me,
There's nothing but ice in the veins,There's nothing but ice flowing through the veins,I'm ready to give it all, to save mine,To save yours,You would do the same,
I push myself to the limit,Because pain lulls me,I'm never too far, always close to my dreams,For mine, for mine,For mine, for mine,
I had to heal my wounds,For the life we lead,Life has always been tough, but there's nothing like it,I promised you a dream life,But death is waiting for us,For mine, for mine,
Yeah, it's for mine,It's for mine,I'll write my name in the sky,For the life we lead,It's for mine, it's for mine,For my dream life.

THE HOKEY POKEY
Lyrics by Mattic Parks,
Music by Oogo

(Chorus)
You do the hokey poky and turn yourself around
That's what it's all about. (repeat)

Ladies, money, and clothes.
Vehicles, how you rob people, and hoe's.
Guest appearances to make your album hot right?
I love so and so, but most don't even write.

Trap star, hood star, drinks at the bar.
I love Red Letter Blue
Mark and Tom play the guitar, and tav kill it on the drums
but everybody's cool with following acting dumb.

Ego's and local Mc's that don't get it.
I can't help you, need to help yourself it fells better kid.

Time on my side and I spit the planet sound.
See me like Discovery Place, open with the sound.
Held like a shotgun holder in Guatamala
with a vest that protects his chest,
saliva swallow and it's hotter then a flesh wound caused by bullets hollow,
how i make it when Im building my model
building a sorrow with a hope.

Dope how I insert the music
I choose it, different from the next like sex
out of the birds nest, comes one with the image.
Majors all alone the shit is all finish.

So I take it off exploring the more like a producer that's digging inside of a record store.
Throw rocks at the body shock kid.
Man he drowned trying to do what I did.
For the love of women tall and the smell
I ain't J-Live, I do got a story to tell about

(Chorus)
How you
Put your left foot in
You take it on out
Put your left foot in
and you twist it, and you shake it all about

Now
You put your right foot in
take your right foot out
Put your right foot in
and you shake it, shake it, you shake it all around.

You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's how we all fall down to the sound
To the sound nigga
To the sound
To the sound
So gather round

Who
Who got it that
You shake it an you shake and you shake it all around
(repeat)

You do the Hokey Poky and you turn yourself around
That's what it's all about
I said that's what it's all about
That's what it's all about

Shake it
Shake it Shake it all around
(repeat)