White Lines
performed and programming by
Marcus Nimbler
written by
Melvin Glover · Sylvia Robinson
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White Lines – Lyrics
Vision dreams of passion
(Blowin’ through my mind) and all the while I think of you
(High fry) a very strange reaction
(For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do
(Something like a phenomenon) Baby
(Tellin your body to come along)
(But white lines blow away)
(Blow! Rock it! Blow!)
Ticket to ride, white line highway
Tell all your friends they can go my way
Pay your toll, sell your soul
Pound for pound costs more than gold
The longer you stay, the more you pay
My white lines go a long way
Either up your nose or through your vein
With nothin’ to gain except killin’ your brain
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Blow!
Higher, baby
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby!
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby!
And don’t ever come down! (Freebase!)
Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang
Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang
Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang
Diggedy dang di-dang diggedy dang di-dang
pure as the driven snow
(Connected to my mind) and now I’m havin’ fun, baby
(High fry) it’s getting kinda low
(Cause it makes you feel so nice) I need some one-on-one, baby
Baby
(And go into your little hideaway)
(Cause white lines blow away)
(Blow! Rock it! Blow!)
A million magic crystals painted pure and white
A multi-million dollars almost overnight
Twice as sweet as sugar, twice as bitter as salt
And if you get hooked, baby, it’s nobody else’s fault, so don’t do it
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Blow!
Higher, baby
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby
And don’t ever come down (Freebase!)
don’t you get too high, baby
(Turns you on) you really turn me on and on
(When you gonna come down) my temperature is risin’
(When the thrill is gone) no, I don’t want you to go
A street kid gets arrested, gonna do some time
He got out three years from now just to commit more crime
A businessman is caught with 24 kilos
He’s out on bail and out of jail
And that’s the way it goes, raah!
Athletes rejected, governors corrected
Gangsters, thugs and smugglers are thoroughly respected
The money gets divided, the women get excited
Now I’m broke and it’s no joke
It’s hard as hell to fight it, don’t buy it
Freeze! Ha, ha, ha Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Freeze! Rock!
Blow!
Raah! (Blow!)
Get higher, baby
(Ahhh) Get higher, girl
(Ahhh) Get higher, baby
C’mon, raah!
Vision dreams of passion
(Blowin’ through my mind) and all the while I think of you
(High Fry) a very strange reaction
(For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do
(Something like a phenomenon) Baby
(Tellin’ your body to come along)
(But white lines blow away)
White Lines ( Grandmaster Flash/Melle Mel ) Marcus Nimbler