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The Festival (Feat. Little Dragon)[Mac Miller:]Yeah, yeah Let me get a little bit more beat Yeah Ask God if she believe in me and will she accept me as a deity And tell me the secrecy won't keep you free I'm sleeping, won't dream until the demons leave I took a nap, beneath a tree in the shade Feel the sharpness of the swords and blades of grass Picturin' the images that make you laugh I left you out to die, but will you take me back? (Back) Somewhere in between the crazy and the conscious (Conscious) She's naked underneath them shadows Let the sunlight undress her slow I don't know who I am, I'm so good at doin' impressions though (Uh-huh) I'm goin' to the festival, (The festival) need to let me go I wake up, pop a couple Benadryls, go back to sleep It's all made up, everything they said was real, it has to be 'Cause actually the master fast asleep And the castles back-back in his private quarters (Private quarters) That's a master for you, this a revolution, we don't have no order (No, no, no) All this torture, thought I had to warn ya (Had to warn ya) Leave it all behind and go to California (California) (Go, go) I'm past the signs, it's the real thing, try analyzin' this feelin' Ya can't fathom (Can't fathom) (Can't, can't, can't) [Yukimi Nagano of Little Dragon:] (Festival, festival, festival, festival) My hands are above the clouds From the clap-clap thunder lookin' down While you're runnin' around I lift you up when you drown Unlock the mission, the planet in rotation Full speed chasin' and you're always runnin' ahead You're always runnin' ahead You got second chances, happy birthday, sweet romances And you battle like a champion, why Do you wanna go, do you wanna go Do you wanna go to the festival? You got angels weepin', see them drippin' from the sky You watch 'em with your third eye (So, so, so) Do you wanna go, do you wanna go Do you wanna go to the festival? (To the festival) To the festival (To the festival) To the festival (To the festival) Festival (Festival) Festival (Festival) [Ab-Soul:] Hola, Malcolm Hey, man, it's, it's Luis, man I'm calling, man, tell you about the album I listen, it's good I need to tell you, man I tell everyone to, to listen to the music And it sound like they like it, man It sound like they good. I tell my wife, "I'm so proud of him." I tell my girlfriend, "I'm so proud of him." And the album is good It's so good I cannot believe Anyone can be you No one can beat you |