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Live!


Artist: 311
Genres: Rock
Total songs: 7
Year: 1998

Tribute Lyrics - Live! - 311

This one is dedicated to the excitable ones 

Not the possums playing dead messing with my head 

X amount of action, X amount of games 

For years again I tell you the same 

 

Gone already to the bored of it all type, lingo 

That I'm seein' every single night I'm out 

Bustin' head for it but your's gets busted 

Right back lip split and 

 

I messed up but I got back tryin' 

Don't bother lyin' 'bout constant disappointment 

But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front 

And you're unmotivated, sorta faded 

But the remedy is not so, get on with what you got 

 

Remember Lady of Guadeloupe, the times my mother made mole 

After mass we would get home, the girls are runnin' to the phone 

And I'm in my bedroom the 45 on my record player 

Was we're in this love together 

 

At the time I never realized how songs haunted 

The ones that I heard I played because I wanted 

Drawin' on my wall from time to time coolin' 

Makin' creatures come alive with no schoolin' 

 

When I'm on the microphone 

The method that I make is much patience 

The method that I make is much patience 

I'm waiting for the beat and then I make sense 

 

Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you definitely got no clue 

Ain't comin' in hot, you got, you definitely got so rude 

Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy, I tell ya 

This is a tribute 

 

No one looks as foolish as the excitable ones 

But then again there's no one that has this much fun 

X amount of action, X amount of games 

For years again I tell you the same 

 

Once I met a man who made nearly no mistakes 

He would never bet on a long shot and he never bet on a break and 

He's condescending and talks gossip galore 

But the dude was definitely such a bore, hear me now 

 

I messed up but I got back trying 

Don't bother lying 'bout constant disappointment 

But the fun is in the hunt so quit actin' on a front 

Yeah, unmotivated, sorta faded 

But the real man is not the one hiding behind the gunshot 

 

Time travelin' through my memory 

There's a younger dough gazin' at the galaxy 

Space trippin' veto of the stars 

Searchin' for UFOs from Neptune and Mars 

 

Ode to an alien, I know you're out there 

Cosmic, lonely heart tell me if you care 

I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground 

I'm listening for your sound, here on the ground 

 

When I'm on the microphone 

The method that I make is much patience 

The method that I make is much patience 

I'm waiting for the beat and then I make sense 

 

Ain't comin' in hot, forgot you definitely got no clue 

Ain't comin' in hot, you got, you definitely got so rude 

Boy, actin' coy but you got nuts like Almond Joy, I tell ya 

This is a tribute 

 

I'm vexing many mofos but I'm wishing you the best 

I keep 'bout half my lyrics and I throw out the rest 

'Cause fly on by, you can if you want to 

The method that makes sense is patience 

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