paroles de chanson Unraveling - Jozef Van Wissem , Homeboy Sandman

My beard grows pretty even
They pair pretty well, pretty girl/pretty evening
I pull out of flesh, go refresh my region
I am not pressed to pledge my allegiance
Either bare truth or fruit not in season
Guess I be seeing since seeing is believing
I think to just be and just breathe's an achievement
If you'd rather not grieve then we in agreement
Calls dropped
Pots calling kettles
I don't know what dust look like when it settles
That just get my wheels turning
All different pedals
Learned in alchemy, alternate metals
For the women and the fellows
Earth, water, fire, and wind when it bellows
World is mine, this is my way of saying hello
I don't mind, this is my way of staying mellow
Bigger sizes
No expectations or surprises
No pitfalls, withdrawals, or deposits
Can't cut ties with the tide when it rises
Different games, different stages and bosses
Shopping out of bins, skeletons in the closet
Heart is gon' sing during the wins and the loses
Barely can tell the effects from the causes
Tell a woman just exactly what I mean
I'm the motherfucker of a motherfucker dreams
Took a whole new meaning since I started eating meat
Took a whole new meaning since I started being me
Given be the living of the breed
I could engineer the reappearance of the bees
Early and often be the squashing of the beef
Superhuman doing the shooting of the breeze
A lot of Indians but not too many chiefs
I mean Native Americans so I don't lose any sleep
Had to dump the ammo so I don't lose any speed
It's an uphill battle on a hill that's pretty steep
Mercy is for the weak
The upper hand, no need to read it 'fore you weep
Do you watch the cars or watch the lights to cross the street?
Wait a minute mommy I don't wanna go to sleep
Life is but a dream
I move about quarters like the waters of a stream
I'm looking for a baby girl that tastes just like a peach
The city is a multitude of alleys where I peed
Right now I'm curious and need security to breach
The 22nd century looks curious indeed
I think about the pheromones I'm likely to secrete
I think about the resources I'm likely to deplete
Without Maria Arboleda always allowing me to cheat
What would I have achieved?
Would I still be telling whoppers eating whoppers with cheese?
Getting down and dirty, tongue firmly in my cheek
Ears be always ringing while I'm swinging from the trees
Sometimes I catch a whiff of all the wisdom that I seek
I be damn near fatigued from all the teabags that I steep
I still haven't forgotten no one answered when I screamed