Uhh, Uhh, yea, yea, ha Come on, Come on, Come on Ha What, yea Diggin In The Crates ya' Come on, Come on, Come on Uhh, yea Lord Finesse ya' Check it, yea Uhh, check it out Check it out Yo, my movement motion Smooth or rough as the ocean Sometimes it slip away and I lose devotion My judgement get cloudy Then I wanna get rowdy Like Arabia Terrorize like Saudi Arabia My avons reflects my mood swing Switch colors like a mood ring Wifey telling me good things So I won't strain Got grey hairs, and only been here 25 years Shed tears for niggaz I knew for life, now lifeless When u died to us, was like the Iranian crisis I took it hard like a flick slow mo' breathing Prophetize dot of a book______summer night's dreaming Semi-wet as I write this Dragging the cancer sticks Smoke thick, Hennessey shots to my wig Half naked while I jot this Lounging in my boxers Dreaming Tahiti, even settle for the Bahamas I get a boner When am asleep dreaming that im louging on a yaucht (Chillin in the sun), bom bout the leave the docks Reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's just the... (Chorus) Stress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust, for living a life a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course I'm searching for the light like Noah The flame combust Upon the bush forseeing my future like the Nova Pushing for the brighter side of living a life A better time pouring rhymes like wine Till my cup run it over Temptation on my shoulder I'm growing colder then a polar bear Thinking about a bank hold up I fall upon my lap, and rest my head upon my knee caps Is it a crime that I be dreaming about the G's black? Freeze for a minute, gotta take control of my life Gotta hold it like a knife Must have more then a slice you know Frustration, mental masturbation, (confusion) Life is love living till I'm right be in a illusion Seclusion, seeing me is rare I rather attain stacks mack the islands on a plane ready for lift off And spend grands, sipping exotic juice Laying in the shade and shores At a fly resort, on my cell contact the D.I.T.C. cohorts Talking to the God Finesse We tight like indians with a mohawk And so on, Conversation going on do the math Dreaming I leave the___ Champagne bubble bath Reality I wake up to Feels like I woked up to a cloud filled room with angel dust It's just the... (Chorus 2X) Stress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust, for living a life a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course (Your working hard for the dough) But time seem to go slow Busting your ass to go from a amatuer to a pro Low budget feeling inside no more can you score Bad and good fight inside just like a war (Slavery later foundation for my nation centuries before Final Call be the New World Order) 2 K's on it's way, no time for play So I prey to God got me on a path of righteuos ways Even though i get stressed, and frustrated The best time for me to bless a rhyme is to put the pen through a test (Yeah I want the riches The misses on my side on a pool, with the night When blitzed, and magic like a grand wizard) Official O.C. a two syllabl esound Three six incomplete like the earth was round And on that note keep hope alive Striving to rise From the inner soul Seeing through the eyes of a crow you know Slow pacing walk forth is only right Seperating the cause From another man "Far From Yours" (Going for mine still coming off a two year hiatus) And in that time nigga's bit my shit like alligators It's alright though this rap shit is stress for us It makes u feel like your in a hallway robust with angel dust Reality i wake up to My old dad once told me how u live your life is all on you son (Chorus 2X) Stress, frust, make me wanna bust Make me wanna cuss I lust, for living a life a righteousness With invisible forces stand in my way, keeping my mind off course
Songwriters: CREDLE, OMAR GERRYL / HALL, ROBERT A.
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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