Lyrics Mr. Blu(e) Sky - Blu

Mr. Blu(e) Sky

Why is this guy blue?
This hasn’t been answered since childhood
You know what?
Why is this guy blue mindin' your business
So, the answer is easy to understand, it’s just not simple
First of all, is this guy blue?, Yes
Okay, at least we got that out Doesn’t look blue to you?
Ah, Mr. Blue Sky
Sky, Mr. Blue (Hello)
Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)
Mr. Blue (Hello)
Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)
Mr. Blue (Hello)
Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)
Hey there Mr. Blue (Ah)
So many fans walk up to me and say: «Blu, you blessin'»
That kinda shit makes my day intervesting
I could go to sleep thinkin' I reached somebody through the music
I could even teach somebody that they can do it
No matter what often people say
Never let nothing standin' your way to make the brighter day
Tomorrow isn’t promised to a soul, truth is told
You can home what you own, but it’s gone when you go
So behold the gold that shines after your life
Is everything you did right, take a flight
Makin' past for the children to follow
Or lay in a classic rap that the hood can all model
So to their fans
I spreadin' all the knowledge that they can
Which has no ledge, just know the legends
Say: «Hi» to the coolest guy that you’ve ever met
Ah, Mr. Blue Sky
Sky, Mr. Blue (Hello)
Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)
Mr. Blue (Hello)
Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)
Mr. Blue (Hello)
Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)
Hey there Mr. Blue (Ah)
They always set me up, askin' me about my new stuff
That when I’m finna drop some hardcore hiphop
For the boom bap heads, which just can’t get enough
Or the B-L-U for the LA
Which just give us that feel, that we feel has been lost
Got me feel that you kill everytime you spin the saw
How you talk about people facin' the U. S
And all over the world?, that’s what makes you the bluest
The truest, cause you way harder than
You only skip the bars that you believe
And all the audience see’s you the fliest
Like anything in the blue sky is
I know cause i tried it
I jumped off the roof, trynna be like you
I am just a reflection of what you and you do
Within this skill that we call hiphop
Even if the beat ends homie, I won’t stop
Hey there Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue
Hey there Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue
Uh, touch the sky
Why can nobody rap and get up this high
That’s a lie, the sky is so big and black
That book by John Barnes is a fact
I wanna take you back
At the same time take you forward
Progress, put your mind and stress and you’re employer
Yes, stop thinkin' about your job and your house full of kids
For a second put a blunt up in your mouth
Blow the smoke out, first choke, then let it out
First smoke I ever had I completely flipped out
Now that shit makes me mellow
So mellow I be yellow, but I’m blue
I’m sorry, who are you?