Daydreaming In The Projects Lyrics - Open Mike Eagle

So don't be mad at me 

I used to breathe asthmatically 

No strategy for whenever brain 

Gets going, counting the stars through the growing pains 

Foot the bill, take a sugar pill 

Over the counter drugs, the ones niggas couldn't feel 

Like the wooden wheel 

Ben switched the island with 

Long, stretched hair 

Head high like a lion sit 

Yeah, I'm trying to get it 

But where did it go 

Its under 10 inches of the lake effect snow 

But Imma do whatever it takes so let's go 

Let's go to the projects, let's go to the moon 

Shout to Aes Rock for calling out my spoons 

Shout to hip hoppers I met in high school 

Y'all saved my life Thursday afternoons 

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(This goes out to) 

Ghetto children, making codewords 

In the projects around the world 

Ghetto children, fighting dragons 

In the projects around the world 

Don't overlook it though 

You gotta know what you couldn't know 

Yeah I'm good to gone, head scrutinize 

Put your gloves on and dig for a new surprise 

It might be supersized, use all your muscles 

Get in front of the groove just like a hustle, improve 

The fight or scuffle, stay sharp for the moment 

I rhyme for survival so the art is a bonus 

I was sparked into motion back when carson was hosting 

Everything is better when you dont know nothing 

I'm grown so I'm always disgusted 

All these discussions online is mayonnaise versus mustard 

Mayonnaise people think French can't be trusted 

Mustard people think eggs is all busted 

But fuck it 

We in it for the pattern interruptions 

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(This goes out to the) 

Ghetto children, hacking networks 

In the projects around the world 

Ghetto children, splicing cable 

In the projects around the world 

So don't be mad at me 

I overthink things radically 

King tragedy 

Prince everlong 

Never shake up my eight-ball cause its never wrong 

I sing whatever song I damn well please 

Vintage 5deez or tempted by squeeze 

My dispensary's closed and I meant to buy weed 

I'm salty at the airport in security 

Tragic is the story of the cookie face king 

Long black trench on the roof like Sting 

Pointing bats at my enemies let it be known 

Pull up at the show hitting every orange cone 

I park where I want but I cry if I'm towed 

I dont really know where it's right to buy clothes 

Unregulated labor made all that I own 

Can I make an impact if I strike the right tone 

And keep saying words into microphones 

It goes 

Ghetto children 

Solving problems 

In the projects around the world