Ay yo Dawn, turn me up a little...
[Verse 1: Tom Solar]
Chilling funk vibes filling up your soul now
Let's take it back for just a minute to the soul sound
Simple life, mood rings, MSN and Motorola
In a way it was the very start of solarpolar
I got a taste of love, threw it up, set it loose
Since then I found the need to really pick and choose
My style was always new, kicked around in different shoes
You got them dated Jordans on you, I'm in leather boots
Rhymes I was penning as a freshman, in the red denim
The math lessons in the cla** made for bad depression
I had a d**h metal phase, now it's better days
Plotting on a major play in this letter race
Used to be my own songs wouldn't turn me on
But now I'm turned on before I even start recording
This new girl I know, she into me, it's in her eyes and
We bout to raise expensive taste for lights in the horizon
We call it back on, sipping by the skyline
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