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Yeah, it's like this, it's like this
From Sunday to Monday
We, we get down
We walk into a world walking
Listening to Walkman, the beat's talking
Streets eating your thoughts, leaving us all exhausted
Darkness enters the mind, rhyme is a splinter in time
Preventing minutes from diminishing mine
The day we finish, chest cavity got no breath that's left in it
It's hard to replenish, pure water hidden within a sentence
We the bottom, below the beneath part
Rhyming, it needs heart, respiration breathes hard
And for the cause that we starve, we bleed cause
I say it, best believe it got meaning
Dream is for sleepers, strength against weakness
Overachievers leading leaders, just believe
Man, you ain't got to believe us
Cause the fuel in the engine is full, the key's in the ignition
Drive
If you didn't know, sit and listen while I flip a flow
Let the door swing wide open for eye scoping
To hopefully fully understand what a man can do
When there's famine, you gotta find
A way to make and hand some food out
Even if it's purely for thought
When you're really getting caught up in something
There's nothing that's not proceeding according to plot
Cause it's all creation
Using wisdom can make something futuristic seem ancient
Or first spice up, never defacing words cause we're wiser
I might try to combine and innovate to make it live
But lack electric wires, this is simply a lecture why
Readily dedicated they don't only ever rectify
On Mondays, we think that someday we'll make it one day
On Tuesday, we write a rhyme
On Wednesday, we write a rhyme
Thursday's passed
The day we purchase the grass that leave the surface of the earth
On Friday, Saturday and Sunday
Someday we'll make it one day
No matter what, keep writing
It might make life more exciting
Provided the type of hype will keep us right from the outsiding
Cause I'm a scribe, I'm a scribe
We ascribe to leave alive and feeling
And sell it from the cellar to the ceiling
I'm not the typical type of talkative tyrant that's kind of violent
My violence lies dormant in silence, that is my hybrid
Cool, humble, natural fools who I get high with
T-shirt, jeans, ball cap, mic or Air Jordan Nike kicks
Regular city packed with competitors
Critics say, "Quit it," found guilty for spitting the realest lyrics
But got acquitted on the grounds
Rap is digital now, surrounded by sound
But we spit with that from scratch batch and mix it and gives a pound
To keep stepping, self defense in these streets
Speech is a weapon that eases stress, leads to progression
Quickly deletes depression, it's a way of life
Blinding like waving light in your sight
Throughout the week, day and night
First we write, then we say it in the mic
Reel and you win, give in to the skill and you'll win
Spilling a blend of still motion, no one can steal emotion
So fun to build and boast about it
We're the most astounding with the host of sounds to surround
When Katt and Sci's around a beat
We achieve the feat the size of mountains
Besides amounts of talent
A style is tightest once you've found a balance
I'm denouncing fallacy, malice, even callousy
Cause if reciprocation isn't in the galaxy first
Each burst of energy needs to be worth a memory
Cause everything's connected, even teeny things you'll never see
So scream and breathe in heavily, let air be what it dissolves in
Craft and balance your math, but don't believe in word problems
On Mondays, we think that someday we'll make it one day
On Tuesday, we write a rhyme
On Wednesday, we write a rhyme
Thursday's passed
The day we purchase the grass that leave the surface of the earth
On Friday, Saturday and Sunday
Someday we'll make it one day
No matter what, keep writing
It might make life more exciting
Provided the type of hype will keep us right from the outsiding
Cause I'm a scribe, I'm a scribe
We ascribe to leave alive and feeling
And sell it from the cellar to the ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, it don't stop, y'all
Real underground, recognize
Sci, uh, Katt, BNP, D-Nast in the house like this, y'all
Yeah, St. Louis
It's a piece of holidays
Recognize real
From Monday to Sunday
All day and day like this



Авторы: Sarah Marie Andree Dugas, Christian Dugas, Wyatt Beasley Durrette, Richard S Robinson, Zac Brown, Matthew Dean Mangano Copyright: Sony/atv Ballad, Day For The Dead Publishing, Shetland Bolero Songs


Oddities - The Scenic Route
Альбом The Scenic Route
дата релиза
05-01-2010



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