Lyrics:
I was walking down the dock
I met a fisherman with a clock
I asked him "do you have the time
To read me back some lines?"
In a tiny little verse I
got to do
Writing a verse, cooking some heat
Laying it down right over this beat
Video games, all night long
By sun rise, we got a new song
Me
It's the August time
Ready for a thoughtful rhyme
I stare at my clock and I'm caught in time
Think of years gone
I was born to shine
Now I'm
just the way that this wine
Makes me speak in rhyme, especially to a dime and
Since you lookin' so fine and we've just went and dined
At a five-star
Be not much commotion
In this ocean
Drowning in my thoughts
Only one who notice
Peakin out the blinds
Be the souls motion
Drivin by slow and that
you drop it's followed by laughter
Look
Bro one of the youngest emcees out rappin dudes older than me
Studied the greats and learned the techniques
the and way before spinners
When rhymes weren't the size
Of a four-course dinner
And names were always laced with
Rockin' the mic right
Not 16 bars of rappers
When my people would switch
Madе me think of simple times like
"I don't need to get rich"
But I go hard for my profit
And lead my team by example
You
knowing the real you
Living for money just doesn't feel real
One step at a time, another day and a rhyme
Another ray of sunshine and maybe some wine
To make
I been grinding for a minute never sit down
Infectious rhymes you getting sick now
Hop scotch as a kid now I skip town
I can say confidently that I'm
prick me to sleep, huh?
This throbbing veins are pumping life into streets
And so the golden city pulsates
At night-time while the homeless lie awake in
the clouds go rollin' by
Let go of the bad thoughts you hold inside
Remember you'll be fine if you
Give it all time
Remember this rhyme if you feel like dyin'
the f out my way
i heard the lies on top of lies, surprize the boy cried wolf, but I seen the paw tracks, and it wasn't all that
I think it's time
the medical
Hang time like testicles
Never chase the vegetables
Yeah I got the rhymes to
Make these ballers drop dimes
In a league of my own
You just mimic like
nations battle Gods
Where devils kneel
Rebels sprayed by assassins with shells
Crazy adolescents that kill
MAC-11's and pills
Everything William Cooper was
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
Rockin to the beat
Well once upon a time there
large
My rhyme spectacle sees time perpetual
Back before I was ape, I was a vegetable
Life-form, trying, to become, an icon
I once, was an ion
Now
Came forth on course and write my rhymes from the source
To delight Dr. Lecter I'll recite some invective of my own
Here's my quid pro quo
Omens
on empty
A lot of times I feel not y'all, the mood to write a song
'Cause everything I've kicked around in my head
It feels wrong
I grab a chair, a quiet
[Threat]
The LA Zuu.. the LA Zuu
Swingin on a vine through the jungle
Kickin my rhymes, thumpin my bongos
But we can't let the zebras see us
Cause
Resting the rhyme I've been struggling to write
And it's time that I make it
Yeah you're right that I fake it
Wander around with this wreck
Call to sunlight for a nightsky song-
Rhymes of beauty to help carry us along
Thru a time of knowing that won't soon be gone.
Daydreams
Steer our
too many times
She hold three fingers up and told me
"Read between the lines"
I know I was born to shine
They look at this little light of mine
I told
don't approach me
She could turn me to stone
When I'm around I wear my Oakley's
I don't like taking drugs no more
This shit gon' Al Capone me
I just ran
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