Lyrics
Wide screen with a curve
Lights beam from the words
The good dreams are a trip
The nightmares can disturb
Wide angles of life's gambles
Hear a lot of shit
But tend to forget the wise rambles
Just a crumb of wisdom
Hollow feeling like something's missing
Running two time lines fam
Something's different
Herb vendors
Serving up canned weed
I'm laying low like Sam Seed
With the lantern in my hand to proceed
Through these dark tunnels
And vast mazes
Penning world class pages
Bare pretenders
Highly skilled mime artists
It's just a circus
Watching who could climb fastest
The prime artist
The Sage fam, my line reaches
My rhyme book is a divine thesis
I penned pieces
That left dents in the densest reaches
Never knowing what the centre piece is
Never knowing who the sentence reach
Words manifest
Some shit that you thought
Can become flesh
Strange alchemy
My brain lay it out for me
May the band play it loud for me
When I'm outtie B
Biros, plush paper
Piant - Yo!
I'm painting pictures of the crushed equat
Through my hazy eyes
Where I swim in the confusion The Internet age
Where we live with the intrusion
I drive fast and talk slow
I'm sipping Bordeaux in Bordeaux
Killed a fox
Cut me a couture coat Buongiorno
Beach house in Borneo
Girl Scout Cookie wax
Smoking on the Oreo
I had to risk it for the biscuit
Dabbed it and dipped it
Put it in the Pyrex and whipped it
I necked the vodka
Ate the lobster
Live long and prosper
Flip the Oscar
I pull the ting like Go! Gadget
Guerrilla tactics
You can feel the fibre of my fabric
Pop the pinger
Shave the cocaine like ginger
Send it with the messenger Melinda
I got that fire work
Like the fifth of November
Pull out a brick out like Jenga
You betcha
Apply pressure
Take you out like a stretcher Finesser
Number one selectah
Uh
I stare blind into skies
And watch time pass
And life's fast I know
Though might chance
Appreciating all there
In eyes glance
Wonder if life's ours Underneath the night's stars Asking which path to take
While we find ours
Chance fate
Run the race another day
For only slumber awaits
Succumb to ways or rise above em
Tired and stubborn
A product of my environment rugged
Where youngens stay thuggin'
And jugglin' weight
Huggin' a block
That ain't loved em
I guess we chase what we given
Livin' day to day
In the same place we sin in
And traipse the plains
Plagued with hate, jakes and villains
While I stay chillin'
With the same mates, eighth billin'
And some stay with it
Traits of the young
Enabled by the funds
That we all cradle in the slums
Lay all cards on the table
Still chased by all we've done
My thoughts off track
With a 40 sack of Train Wreck
Walking a razor blade's edge
With the brain dead
Faded like a blend cassette
In your tape deck
Survive in the jungle?
Best take heed and take check
Somebody might run up in your spot first
These Flintstones shot rock work
Like clock work
Ludovico technique
So I can't sleep
Til I'm under coroner's sheets
With no heartbeat
Tired eyes pried wide shut
By the equipment
Rapid Eye Movement
Now I'm losing my religion
We're all aspiring to a living contradiction
Precog recognition
For criminal conviction
We're in a critical condition
On this blue marble
The food sparkle
Strap the zoot
Loop the sample
Set a crude example
For the next gen
Collect ends
Trying to cop a mansion
Like the X-Men's
In your tape deck
WRITERS
Charles Cocheteau, Daquarn Thompson-Koko, Iqbal Sathi, William Carabine-Glean, William Shields
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
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