Letra de One For The Road - Cee Lo Green

Yeah, mmm mmm mmm
Yeah that sho' feel good

Hello! I go by the name of simply Cee-Lo Green - how do you do?
Welcome. I thought I'd seize this opportunity to tell you a little
bit more about myself if you don't mind. This is my vision.
YouknowhatI'msaying? Check me out now. Uhh

I have millenniums of material and rivers of rhythm
An entire ocean of emotion that's enlightening to swim in
Also a forest of feeling, beaten paths of peace
Trapped inside my silhouette I have to speak to release

Demanding more from the pen than I horde from the pen
The line between playing to win and sin is thin
But I walk it with grace and I talk it with taste
I am that raw, simply put and I rest my case

t's elementary
Yet far more than resources to pay the rent for me
Everything that I've done is divine
Ask God, he'll tell ya, yeah, he mine

So, you see, you don't need another thug out of me
That is the last thing I plan to be on this LP
But I'mma go slip into something mo' comfortable and continue the lesson
No inconvenience at all, I insist on leaving an impression

So relax and ride out
Relax, it's okay, and ride out
Just relax, and ride out
Players, relax and ride out

I also solicit visual verbalism worth a visit
Intensely exquisite artism inquire all. Who is it?
It's a deliciously daring delicacy I eat to exist
Oh, he's waving those words, I want seconds and thirds

Oh, hush. That's awful kind of you, you're making me blush
I could use some competition, but they not making me much
Man, this beat is like my master, it's making me bust
Hip-hop is suffering, meaning I'm a necessity, if nothing

But you, like every other rapper - cornrows and a bandana
But I get a hundred and fifty thousand dollar check
every three months off Santana
Don't you fuck up, though, my family is the whole side of Atlanta
Now, how can I say? Okay, let me just put it this way

If anyone ever contests my conquest my gun best
Yo son just, takes one time to be one less
Til you run and tell the rest that I'm the best
I sang sweet, but brang heat to bang meat
We all on the same street
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And it's not that often I verbalize the essential element of surprise
I am not one of these thug rapper guys
But this one will help you realize and use both eyes to recognize
The type of action that this amount of money buys

Now listen son, let me drop some shit on you man
I can just "do-do-do-do-do-do-do" and put a hit on you man
With hot heat that will make your heart beat quit on you man
And Mr. Dawson'll find a pretty box to fit on you man

So relax and ride out
Just relax, young man, and ride out
Hey, you better relax and ride out
Okay? Just relax and ride out

I could take that shit all day

But if I only had sixteen more bars to live
I'd get high, and hopefully O.D. on an alternative
I'd give a dim lit dream, a colour scheme
And I'd swim for the sun (so far) no matter how impossible that may seem

I'd bury my feet in the foundation of a forest
Becoming one with everything there
I would belong. I would be right and wrong. But I'd be rare
And then I would pretend I didn't care. Use my fear
And pray that my forever would be fair.

And I love you all, unconditional
I get misty already missing y'all
And then I forgive those who rhyme to kill the time
While mine cultivate the consciousness and
Chill the spine, heal the mind, yet still sublime

Ride out
Relax and ride out
Relax and ride out
Relax and ride out

This is one for the road, yeah
One time for your motherfucking mind
I told how you motherfucking play. D.F. y'all
Believe this, yeah, shouts out to Outkast, Goodie Mob
Yeah, Backbone, where ya at brother?

(Hey) Hahaha. Alright. (Easy now) Hahaha. Yeah
Can't nobody stop me now, no sir, yeah
I'm gone, y'all. Oh, man. It's lovely. Ahahah. Yeah
Somebody better stop me. Hahaha. 'Cause I'm good. Heheheheh. Yeah. Hahahahah
Alright now. Heheheh. Yeah. Alright, we gonna relax, cause it feels so good
Everybody doing their goddamn thing. Yeah