
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: That Kind of
Song language: English
Not When You Get Down |
A tall, handsome, chocolate syrup colored kid |
In a fresh boxcut hairstyle |
Quiet manner was more in tune with his, well-heeled patrons |
Than with his hip-hopping friends |
«Who hooked you up man? |
Yo' momma?!» |
I wrote a poem the other day |
I hope you like it |
Roses are red, and violets are blue |
Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you |
Boogers are green, and doo-doo is brown |
Life is uphill but, not when you get down |
I said roses are red, and violets are blue |
Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you |
Boogers are green, and doo-doo is brown |
Life is uphill but, not when you get down |
Sticks and stones, flesh and bones |
+Organic Electricity+ chromosomes |
I’m home alone, but not by choice |
I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice |
Hocus pocus, boogedy boo |
Abra-cadabra, what’s a nigga to do? |
Back and forth, and open and closed |
And if you can’t see through it then poke you some holes |
It’s like glass and dirt, water and sand |
Things tend to burn the hotter the pan |
Left and right, and right and wrong |
Wrong and guilty, convicted and hung |
Young and old, and old and new |
Knew and never knew and tellin the truth |
It’s like black and blue, and battered and bruised |
And if you get away from this one then, that’ll be news |
I said |
Jack and Jill, and +Jill+ and +Scott+ |
Scotch and soda, a twisted plot |
Bums and cops, covers and quilts |
Pillows and blankets, cottons and silks |
Mind so heavy hope the bed don’t tilt |
Cuts and welts, and screams for help |
Eat and sleep, shit shower and shave |
Work and play, cradle to the grave |
It’s all for nothin, or nothin at all |
It’s all for one, and one for all |
You better look up at me like I’m ten feet tall |
Cause you’re lookin down at me like I’m two feet small |
Hopes and wishes, wishes and dreams |
It’s ugly and dirty, I wish it was clean |
Win or lose, smoke or booze |
And if you get away from this one then, that’ll be news |
I mean |
Ready or not, sweaty and hot |
Tired and hungry but haven’t forgot |
Guns and shots, runs and drops |
Or buried alive under tons of rocks |
A beautiful day, a wonderful night |
A suitable pasttime just rockin the mic |
A day in the life, a life in a day |
You know when they comin so you might get away |
Space and time, nickels and dimes |
Bass and rhyme that tickle your spine |
A brand new mind, a fresh design |
One of a kind, seek and you find |
Homies and crews, weapons and tools |
Lovers and haters and teachers and fools |
Just try walkin one day in my socks and shoes |
And if you get away from this one then, that’ll be news |
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