Timezone LaFontaine - Oasis (feat. Cheese N Pot-C)

Out there, nowhere shaded
Stripes on pavement cracks, sun faded
Heat and tape hiss, sun baked places
Beats and bass is our oasis
Fine tune the vibe to high noon
Sun ain't leaving the sky anytime soon
That's the breaks, turn and face it
Beats and bass is our oasis
Pass in a blur, maximize airflow
Hit the gas, had to get prepared so
Bass at the ready in the case with the lock latch
Dimes on the dash, crew's internat, rock that
As we scan across the audible spectrum
Attuned techniques, methodic inflection
Your new favorite tape makes ya weightless
It's the latest on the underground playlist
Status of subs is prominent
In the mix arrangement the low end is dominant
Got the drawl in the rock with the Southern slang
And it's raw in the box with the hunger pangs
Chops on the bass in the fighting form
Shocks inner space like a lightning storm
With the low tone attribute
Mind is still but rhymes got the ill repute
I'll take ya from the desert to my backyard jungle
Pot-C and the Cheese be like Zippy and Bungle
On Rainbow my brain glows from radioactive
Fish on my platter soon mind over matter
Will scatter debris like I splatter the pee
When the tins pyramid on a ninety degree
Angle and tangled in 8 pack plastic
Rings lorded over, cling to the border
Static to erratic, critters in the attic
Like Cheese predicted, the whole week's manic
Monday to Sunday in the path of the runway
The planet's the Tanners and I'm Gordon Shumway
Some say Pot-C, you're real funny looking
That's alright, tonight Timezone's cooking
Under the heat to melt Dairy Queen treats
That pain in your back is me kicking your seat
Out there, nowhere shaded
Stripes on pavement cracks, sun faded
Heat and tape hiss, sun baked places
Beats and bass is our oasis
Fine tune the vibe to high noon
The sun ain't leaving the sky anytime soon
That's the breaks, turn and face it
Beats and bass is our oasis
Hey yo, picture this page like water boar Ichabod bear and canvas
Hourglass sandals, pass 'em to the ima, I'ma turn it to the Tina
In the flows, cross the margin, always charging off the soundscape
Whether off the platter or the box that pounds tape
It's the date undid to put the lid on the joint
And document the footprint from an a-to-b point
Amongst all the banality, Alex to the Mallory
Antiques to mimic for some newfound reality
Weave through the goodness, no question of should this
To bust is a must to my feeling, leave the crust
Verbal gusts in these sails, with those sales and gimmicks
Ruxpins are grubby since the days of the rubbies
Friscoes and Murphys, no net to surf these
Tidal wave formats, Trapper John, Horshack
CNP and Timezone, we're back with more raps
Rough as cracks in sun soaked windshield
Up at bat, yo, back up the infield
Keep you striving on, driving on
Alive and on point
Surviving on slim chance and a quick wit
Get with the hep cats, wax wicks get lit
Like a candle in the wind
More like a vandal dismantling capitalist sin
Ask Rerun what's happening
Does history repeat for distracted men?
Go back, Jack, do it again
Fox in the house, fucking with old hens
Zone's been cold rolling the soul blends
Stone holding court til the show ends
Ample instrumentals to sample from
Be that cat to take an example from
Out there, nowhere shaded
Stripes on pavement cracks, sun faded
Heat and tape hiss, sun baked places
Beats and bass is our oasis
Fine tune the vibe to high noon
Sun ain't leaving the sky anytime soon
That's the breaks, turn and face it
Beats and bass is our oasis

Written by:
Giles O'Dell

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