Turntable lyrics

Yeah!!!

He`s gonna go go get it
Gonna run run set it

Hidden realm
Ahh! everybody knows, it`s fucking wild and there`s no fronting about it
It`s not the style, nor a trial
It`s the best of love and hate
Come on everybody, lets get together
I appall the backdrop of hate

Well there`s no more food on the table
What was strong, no longer able
And an open mind, no longer stable
And it spin like a DJ`s turntable

A million eyeballs and a blink and a smile
With no dimensions in sight
Well given an inch, a billion colors
The entire world`s contrast light

Oh it ain`t right, another fight
Well all of it`s so very clear
With my passion on a stud, I walked through
I walked through the vicious ones
I really don`t care

Well there`s no more food on the table
What was strong, no longer able
And an open mind, no longer stable
And it spin like a DJ`s turntable

My western mind has a hard time (hard time)
Getting across this trust
Passive resistance, Your assistance (You`re the one smoking dust)

It ain`t a style, nor a trial, it`s the best of love and hate (love and hate)
Come on everybody lets get together, I appall the backdrop of hate

Well there`s no more food on the table
I once/What was strong, no longer able
And an open mind, no longer stable
And it spin like a DJ`s turntable

Well ya spin like a DJ`s turntable
Well ya spin like a DJ`s turntable
Well ya spin like a DJ`s turntable