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Hangout
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Urban Dance Squad
Urban Dance Squad
Performer
Patrick Tilon
Patrick Tilon
Vocals
René van Barneveld
René van Barneveld
Guitar
Michel Schoots
Michel Schoots
Drums
Silvano Matadin
Silvano Matadin
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patrick Tilon
Patrick Tilon
Lyrics
René van Barneveld
René van Barneveld
Composer
Michel Schoots
Michel Schoots
Composer
Silvano Matadin
Silvano Matadin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Urban Dance Squad
Urban Dance Squad
Producer
Hay Zeelen
Hay Zeelen
Mastering Engineer
hugo scholten
hugo scholten
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm down, I'm down, I should be one of the beatles Life's a sad song, hard to tweedle deedle Just to catch a nod, be off, Bring home the bacon Humiliations from the boss Tha costs what I'm takin', fakin' many smiles What I truly mean is wild Wanna scar them like the tracks on wax But meanwhile Hang out, hang out Play the make up, fake up like max factor Be an actor, distractor To catch the ducats, I'm the collector Big job in the city, city of liars behind me Break home, rest the dome, drag won't find me The crib's so nice, so nice I feel to socialize Next door, they explore how I live Then realise patience is a cup Easily turned to the next drop To reach the top I built up on the rooftop hangout Hang out, hang out I'm gulliver, I'm gulliver Like gulliver callin' for independence With transcendence against daily bore Communicate with birds, sky 'n space Head reach stratosphere with a philly blunt haze Fly like kite, take heights like the space shuttle If you got a skin, keep dreams in sync Or you might tumble or Hang out, hang out Naggin' hard to tame and I've been blamed For what I want Sex might be for runds Ain't with honey drip bonds A stunt she's for giving lips about this All debts on her lap Man so I pay the bills, Little rhythm rhyme skills Nine to five I build Gotz to relax to score Be mature honey 'n chill With the rent of the month, the period of the month Headcracker has begun The place that I got to run is the Hang out, hang out I truly believe I got that giant's feel I truly believe I got that giant's leap I truly believe I got that giant's feel You gotta watch me take a hundred storey height Hang out, hang out
Writer(s): Martinus H Michel Schoots, Patrick Tilon, Rene H J Van Barneveld, Silvano C Matadin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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