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"Gandhi Khan" is a track by Armand van Helden, from the album Gandhi Khan, released 1st October 2001. The track is 4:32 long. It's filed under Electronic. Full lyrics are available below.
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You don't even know me And all you got, you wanna show me You can blow me 'Cause I don't care about the glam you throw me I'm self-made, overpaid I'm not a glam and I'm not afraid To do something, to move something To go out to the clubs and screw something I'm Gandhi Khan, the disco don Got turntables from Pakistan It's after one, headphones on 'Bout to bang the club to exhaustion I'm crossing overseas, promoters freeze 'Cause I make six zero DJ fees But it ain't the G's, the groupies I turn 'em all down to produce the beats It's funny, listen dunny I got bank and I don't even spend the money Someone on the phone, Neil Pejikone Mad 'cause I played hip-hop at home But I'm Ali G, so don't test me The one to get the coochie squirtin' P From ecstasy, yeah, you know me The one on a dance floor killing spree But I don't fight, but I just might Pull your girl by the end of the night I know it ain't right But ass is my vice and I like it tight So grab your girl before I download on her site Far off radar, the stealth out superstar Or survivalist, haters take the piss You're waiting for me to die but I'm sleepless I'm underground, I can't be found I'm killing puritans down with my sound I don't give to charity, I give you clarity And in the space of time, it's rare to be Caring, humanitarian Yin and yang, the Aquarian I'm humble, I'm calm I don't get excited when I drop bombs It's Gandhi Khan, the disco don Philosophies from Kahlil Gibran Danny Ramblin and Pete Tong They're playing my song and you was wrong To think that I even would last this long But the media be misleading ya You believe whatever they feeding ya Come on, you like lies? They ain't underground if they have to advertise They got your eyes wide shut Music mix mag and jockey slut What? It's real like that Go ahead and pull my record off the slipmat I don't play the game, I make the game And since I came along, nothing's been the same And wait, you're late Trance sucks, in case you need an update It's white, too white Republican Nazi white For me, I see In color when I watch TV If you're not melting the pot Then emptiness is all you got Okay, I'm just a DJ But at least I got a little something to say So make noise For the mongoloids Futuristic alien house head b-boys
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