A Bright Tomorrow

Bomber P.E. from my B-E-D room
Third floor boombox loud enough from here to the boondocks
Speak to an apartment block in Mascot
No one ever told me rap was hot up in that spot
Not to discount the one and only Steve B
Who said "trick is business, like eating a D"
Dub and tapes by Too Short, Quik and LL
Ice-T, Rakim, ha, now raising hell
Kick like Spike Lee and not John Singleton
Don't assume the next rapper up is a simpleton
Silver tongued Zorro who's a fiend for mics
And he'll speak to a crowd like cats that seen the light
And I'm extremely hyped to bring my dream tonight
When the timing's right it's the moment of truth
Put the onus on you just to keep you moving
While the weatherman says the day will keep improving

We don't know where we stand
But see a bright tomorrow
The lessons of yesterday
Are the guides I follow
I'm inclined to swallow my pride
The dark of the bay, tide turned high
See the patterns of life
Pass me by

Lord let it rain, run for the bus that I gotta catch
Formal coming up, and no perfect match
Gotta do the mad dash with a Walkman and comics
Then home to check the telescope, what? No Halley's Comet?
Then off to play hoops after psych-up sessions
And Scarface's "Fuck 'Em All" had left an impression
When I got fouled out in the first forty seconds
It was a valuable lesson, "Man, check that aggression"
No time for depression, put the Kwik-E-Mart shirt on
Pedal to the store just in time to get my work on
And pray that you payin' for your petrol pump
What you want me to do man? Wrestle the chump?
Not the best of the month, cop my five bucks and run
'Cause this shit is heaps far from my idea of fun
Home to hit the Amiga with this soundtrack on
And kick pixelated ass to my favourite song

We don't know where we stand
But see a bright tomorrow
The lessons of yesterday
Are the guides I follow
I'm inclined to swallow my pride
The dark of the bay, tide turned high
See the patterns of life
Pass me by

They looked at me odd when I dropped De La once
Then all of a sudden the shit was flavour of the month
And they were bumping Dobalina at the Blue Light disco
While PSK rolled kids for shoes and wristwatch
Hot shots like MJ at North Carolina
They can always find ya but you're safe at the diner
Hide out for a minute, ha, our night is finished
But we still got our pumps and Casios so we're winning
I know we're sinning, but I skipped church to play ball
The priest was a good man who said nothing at all
But on the court got taught a lot of J.J. Cale
There's many ways to get that rock into the pail
So if it's His way then let me be, now let me see
I could go Wolverine on your ass in one, two, three
Prefer to set it free like some Owens on Sunday
Think of how it'd be when I grow up one day

We don't know where we stand
But see a bright tomorrow
The lessons of yesterday
Are the guides I follow
I'm inclined to swallow my pride
The dark of the bay, tide turned high
See the patterns of life
Pass me by