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The Sentinel
(专辑: The Calling - 2003)
Behold, I
send you out a
sheep, amidst the
wolves ba ba ba ba ba [x8] [Verse 1
Suffa] We found this club on a
side street, but I
was kind of iffy, We could hear some fly beats, but from outside it looked shifty, I
said this to pressure just before I
finished my sentence, This bouncer came out and dragged us both through the
entrance, This guy was huge and I
was stumbling with my speech, I
finally mumbled that we just stumbled in from the
street, He said to us "So finding us was accidental? Well I'm not surprised, we don't advertise at the
Sentinel", He said "What's your name?" he said "Pressure", I
said "Suffa", He said "Join the
rest of the
suckers", So we went right in, we sat right down, Pressure said "I guess I'll get us both our first round", He had to go downstairs cos the
bar was underground, He came back and said "Man these the
cheapest drinks in town", I
agreed, yes indeed, we could be here all night, They're only charging a
buck fifty for imperial pints, And I'm feeling alright, this place is kind of cool man, I'm hoping tonight, nobody acts the
fool and, Ruins this vibe that I've got going, Not knowing where I
am, but this jam's growing man this spots blowing, The
ladies were hot I
sat down and listened, To their four thousand watt, in-house sound system, The
DJ was laying tracks, keeping people on the
floor and then, He played a
crazy break, and the
chorus went... Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the
Sentinel) Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the
Sentinel) Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba [Verse 2
Pressure] These dim lights hold, silhouetted figures fit in tight moulds, This beer's ice cold, yeah we're going to be here till the
nights old, I
might stroll, see what I
can plunder, but I
wonder, Do I
feel a
blunder or is that the
drink putting me under, A
strange feeling, this place got my brain reeling, Looked up and seen a
picture of the
barkeep upon the
main ceiling, Feels like a
broken dream, I'm walking through a
smoke machine and, In the
corner seen a
dope fiend, blowing a
smoke screen, Sat down, looked at the
picture on the
bottle label, It was the
same man and the
stripper that sat atop my table, And as he licked her thighs I
saw that glint in her eyes The
wristwatch upon her waistlet it had him hypnotized, She kissed him goodbye, threw me a
smile and a
grin, My reply cut thin by my hand wiping my chin, Walked to the
bar as the
tender looked right through me I
said "Excuse me", then he replied in tones as if he talked about me not to me, He said: "Welcome to the
Sentinel, I
hope your stay here's perpetual, We serve drinks and broken dreams but no edibles", I
bought a
round, man I
think this is watered down, Its tasting sought of fowl, this place is giving me the
creeps and plus the
doors are now, Closing to the
public so let's make our move, Then I
was struck by the
strangest sense of déjà vu, Man I
swore I
was bent "Suffa man I've heard this all before it went", Ba ba ba ba ba, and then the
chorus went… Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the
Sentinel) Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the
Sentinel) Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba [Verse 3
Pressure & Suffa] Man this place's got me reeling I
took a
seat to get my focus, When a
group of B-Boys gathered by the
stage took my notice, At about one o'clock, the
club manager approached us, And said "I heard you jokers were MCs, who's the
dopest? Cos we run an open mic battle every night, And to enter you've got to be, incredibly tight", I
said "Get me the
mic I
might flip", then the
lights switched, My vision was blurring and burning words inside my eyelids, Rhyme progression begun, something possessing my tongue, Blessing the
deaf and dumb till I
was falling short of breath in my lung, "When will they let us stop?" I
checked the
time and it was, Six in the
morning, and we were still rhyming, Battled MC after MC, battled MCs for days, But they wouldn't let us go, when we tried to leave the
stage, The
manager said "You boys can never leave this tournament, And you can never leave the
Sentinel", and the
chorus went… Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the
Sentinel) Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (Ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba at the
Sentinel) Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba, Ba ba ba ba ba Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers, the
suckers Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (at the
sentinal) Walk right in, sit right down, join the
rest of the
suckers (at the
sentinal) ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba, ba ba ba ba ba
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