out the futon, put my suit on
fabric aficion (aficionado) dressin n croutons…
fill up a bowl packed with that captain
crunch go an ease the grumble like tummy aspirin
feelin like i got all the time and the world
thinkin its better, that i aint have me no girl…
no love, no time for that… hit me later
for now i got my pen diggin peace within my papers
…..see the papers in flucuation
fresh off a red eye, (still) smell like vacation
happy to see it go, though it hit at my creation
for a minute i was back to breakin down the basics
now im starin at the plate, with my bases full
remember when i aint even had the weight to pull
like thats hella true…
like yo we did that… that was cool
now tell me that aint beautiful
tell me that aint move ya soul
so much better than that usual
never, no, no never, dont let it go
now tell me that aint beautiful
tell me that aint move ya soul
tell me that was all for nothin
you bluffin…
and we wavin this way and and wave em back
because you know we got it like that
put em one time, wave em to both sides
and maybe we can catch the whole vibe.
spoonful a sugar raps,
classic as that first time you opened up a booster pack
now its ass and and some record store stacks
that i aint about to trade for some initech trash
on my initech slack… peter gibbons type mood
yeah im that cool
with bat to the fax, and some cash come noon
a couple pals and a national lampoon
original goofball, thats too tall
throwin 2s cause i represents for my crew yall
and there aint nothin new about it
still a family man for certain, pops’ll be the proudest
sayin play that super with a smidge of mr kent
or vice versa…some vice wouldnt hurt ya
true…
so this ones for the you…
now tell me that aint beautiful
tell me that aint move ya soul
so much better than that usual
never, no, no never, dont let it go
now tell me that aint beautiful
tell me that aint move ya soul
tell me that was all for nothin
you bluffin…
and we wavin this way and and wave em back
because you know we got it like that
put em one time, wave em to both sides
and maybe we can catch the whole vibe.
cool that you thought so.
typical tuesday night at the bar…
some dude up on the stage with a broken guitar
clutchin a brew, “peep” i relax on the art
im just a dude, lightin up another cigar…
tryna get to where they are…
somewhere in them stars
firstclass with a dime
love etched on her heart
before the first hi you could touch sun with the spark
simple, comfy, a walk in the park…
like she aint heard of me, we meshed perfectly…
like cool i got a proposition for you.
its a little security, to balance to the uncertainties…
that come with the life i chose to pursue.
you could say im daydreamin… i do it often
it helps to shake the feelin i get when i be off some…
i be trippin though, history promotes a certain caution
women got me scar’d with my connection in a coffin.
But i dont do this naw i aint the sappy type
i dont do love songs, it aint the shit i like
but im just thinkin bout times that i might
who she be, how she look and will matter Im
daydreamin, dreamin on the daily
daydreamin, dreamin on the daily
call it what you go ahead call it crazy
just day dreamin…day dreamin.
Its funny, like…I always figured i’s the drivin type
but i push that spare tire, odd wheel kinda life
ill be fine till i find a chick i kinda like
like ill be cool, no worries ill be aight…
and i never lied, keep it one hundred n ten
thinkin somethin other than beneficial friends
talkin that ride n stay alive til the end
i aint met a chick worthy of some more than pretend
thats word to the specialty friends
i aint dissin… im just contemplatin if i can keep on pushin that trend
im tryna find a lady thats cool with pushin a benz
i aint talkin shotty, i mean really pushin the benz
recognize i aint really got no type o money to spend
and im actually more accustomed to warmin the bench
im talkin crazy doe. im off that. the hell im think about
im out… but go and bring that hook around…
i dont do this naw i aint the sappy type
i dont do love songs, it aint the shit i like
but im just thinkin bout times that i might
who she be, how she look and will matter Im
daydreamin, dreamin on the daily
daydreamin, dreamin on the daily
call it what you go ahead call it crazy
just day dreamin…day dreamin.
I dont have them shits yo ahahaha that was hella long ago
its been awhile, since he a figured a smile
still rock that stone face, and thats kind of his style
outside is average, posterior shine
discarded from snotnosed assembely line
they dont know shit… they even worth the weight
and no gold in exchange for what a dream tend makes
never waste one, never take none
empty handed til you mess around and make some
Only folks n fam, friends gotta learn when to leave
you gotta learn when and where to wear your heart on your sleeve
always
swear to sleep, then the sun raise
all praise the peace, all chase the scene, all day
been a some odd years since I stepped back
and got geeked off the feelin when i would kicked rapped
and i dont really care whos there, and whos listening
and these days right here can make all the difference
I got the feelin in my palm o my hands
and Ill keep it there as long as i can
cradled between the fingers, pushed to the high
like a pillar holdin up the stars, sun, n the sky
my pride, or somethin else that faltered inside
never stood up at an altar that could alter my life
took in stride… collect the sense over time
still do it for free, still dont pay it no mind
but lately i been thinkin maybe its time
to smooth it out, and really put it all on the line
is it silly, maybe stupid or just maybe its right
maybe just maybe… but shit maybe aint gon keep on the lights
call me crazy, or whatever shit maybe i am
im just a kid maybe i think i may be a man
and fuck it, cause in the end let it be what it may7
if this feeling is forever then forever I… (stay)
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