Wednesday, August 03, 2011

Float (lyrics)


I'm not an MC murderer, I just kill a lot.
Ripped the spot, call me Mr. rips a lot, kill the block.
Whether I am ill or not,
Better tie your fill or not.
By my chest 'cause you can't stop'em movin' cinderblock.
With the loose lip, candy's round up pool sticks.
Straight up stupid, eagles made of bruises.
And my momma always told me I can do this.
Chase my dreams, high beams, momma I can choose this.
Who rips better than me, I'll let 'em enter the dream,
And see what I breath and feel what I see.
At the age of 15, a man in me, had to be born to protect my family.
But now he's asking me, and now I'm askin' back,
How we gonna put this fire out, ask 'em that.
I'll be the first one there, my sister will be the next to show,
Whose next to join the Lake and Cedar festival.
So burn, baby, burn. We don't need no water, let the mother-fucker burn.
And another mothers turn, to turn the other cheek.
To learn by yourself and survive by the week,
But I'm alive on the street where the talk is cheap.
And sick of swimmin' bitch I float.

Whoa, the days are bright,
But when I sleep got the moon at night.
And when I wake got another day,
Whoa-oo-oooah.
Learn from mistakes.
I got pictures in my pockets,
Got money for good causes.
Ah la la la la la la la la laaaaaaaaaah.

So now my poppa's gone again,
Gone like a lotta men.
Still got family, but no house to put my problems in.
And once again I'm a nomad.
I hold that cold, vocab, and make cold raps.
I hold that to myself.
I sing a song of an eagle with his wings clipped,
A man who has been stripped.
Seven years welfare, single mother, four children, college, we don't need no help here.
Show me the definition of some hard work.
I'll show you my mother livin' on this hard earth, but,
Yes, What a success,
Four kids raised in the best of the best.
And Anastasia, you can count on me,
Give you the strength that I have found in me.
And probably I can be the man,
That raised you and brought you up with his bare hands, but,
Yes, You can rest in peace,
I'm finally the strong man he meant me to be,
And effortlessly, he taught a lesson to me.
Nothin' in life is penalty free.
And I've gladly paid my dues,
I'm waiting for the sunshine to come around and shine my shoes.

Whoa,
The day's are bright,
But when I sleep got the moon at night.
And when I wake got another day.
Whoa-o-oh, learn from mistakes.
I got pictures in my pockets,
Got money for good causes.
Ah la la da da da da da da da da da daaaaaah.

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