Style I Bring Lyrics - Singles - Northern State

Service and devotion, I motion to continue 

With the style I bring you-the style I bring you 

In the Hotel California and they're turning down the beds 

And I came to spread love to the west coast heads 

Love letters to Brooklyn from the Hollywood Hills 

No frills, a thrill seeker seeking real cheap thrills 

Like rain crying into a reservoir 

Come out, come out wherever you are 

I said come out, come out wherever you are 

To all the MC's/to the gay MC's (but they grow orange trees in LA) 

To the hearts of gold 

NYC seasons change, summers fold 

And I know I'm geeting old 

Service and devotion, I motion to continue 

With the style I bring you-the style I bring you 

We're driving round, our feet are flying over the ground 

No time to sleep 

I'm writing rhymes and you're counting sheep 

From the east coast to the west coast 

There is always one ghost-hiding in your dreams and lurking unbeknowst 

Asking what are you afraid of-why you have the chills? 

Said we rock the bottom of the valleys to the top of the hills 

Now you're paying close attenion to all of our verses 

Said you're learning all the words and counting all of the curses 

And I don't know where I'mm going cause I can't seem to see 

Beyond tomorrow through the haze, through the cloouds how it'll be 

And the past is nothing but a memory to me 

Service and devotion, I motion to continue 

With the style I bring you-the style I bring you 

Towering and cowering and tumbling and falling 

my telephone keeps ringing but I said to stop calling me 

My head is filled with cotton, now it's soaked up in the years 

And it's soaked in the tears and the fears and the beers 

Everyday I be rotting up in urban decay 

You know i'm headed to the Betty said this girl in the worst way 

Insanity and vanity, I'm giving into sin i said 

"Oh the humanity" and pass another valium 

And Muggs not drugs-hugs and french kisses 

I'm that crasy b*tch who flips all of the switches 

Oh boy-listen to me When I say hop that plane 

'cause you've got nothing to lose 

And everything, everything, eveerything to gain 

Service and devotion, I motion to continue 

With the style I bring you-the style I bring you