so when i see, what I see
I just can't, can't believe
how our shortfalls can shape our motives
they're turning our mistakes into our vultures
so if we EAT--- or if we starve
we still gonna work and do a good ass job
cuz' we've come to far
to let night's escape
it's that price we pay when we fight for days
hot sun on his face, a glimmer in his eye
blue blocks cocked he's a little too high--
no problem-- you see it all comes down to a tally of the minutes
either column evens out
--so we--- sip something, have sex, and get money
with a smile on the face even though it's getting ugly
--- and we tippin' up cups for the brainstorm
meeting of the minds wish the meeting might rain more
london town or portland OR
keep that shit wet for the snappy porsche
the cold hearted--- emotions bogarted
--- the two step rep just pays retarded (octave down)
so who gone love what they can't see
you got a vision but it isn't one they want you to be
91' style rap - I'm new jackin' the beat
cold sippin' on a cold two-eleven it's cheap
so what-
I sip that hard and go way harder
my liver's looking at me like I'm fucking his daughter
my 40's looking like he wants to kill him regardless
but we live another night, just to fight in the morning
Fuck off-
we patch the pain and mind the gap
- the everyday struggle just to find that map
I sip up, and lean back
toke up those green backs mean a little something different to the people getting taxed
so when i see, what I see
I just can't, can't believe
how our shortfalls can shape our motives
they're turning our mistakes into our vultures
so if we EAT--- or if we starve
we still gonna work and do a good ass job
cuz' we've come to far
to let night's escape
it's that price we pay when we fight for days
pragmaticly approach they -- all warren buffet it
---fraggle rock we get it in where the muppets is
they play gorgs, we ball b-jorn borg
we are, what we are entrenched in our hoards
we live where we comfy----
make believe that we living bigger lives- but we love our lil' pumpkins
---lay-up lines with the lies no dunking
they don't like stunts, cuz' the stunts are stunting
no growth, no time, no coach
they wanna settle down with a check Kukoc
leave a little better than they came, nouveau
when they only needed drunken chicken noodles for the soul
til' that scale reads Husky-
the XXL, tall - polo rugby
-I don't need it, I want it, I need days
-till I'm anywhere I want, I'll deliver so have faith
when the clock strikes (hey)
we gon' blog that (HEY)
We gon sip something hard enough to put us on our (AYYYY)
eyes wide open with my mind on some change
and the nights go fast, so we fight for the days
Artist: Thomas Newman
Artist: Ziggy Marley
Artist: Nicholas Hooper