Lyrics In a Daze - Homeboy Sandman

In a Daze

My nephew asked me if I had a juicebox
Uh, no
Any DJ playing the jukebox got to go
Who wanna handle special ops?
I’ll go
Republica Dominica, Santiago
I’m not sure why they nicknamed cops 5 — 0
Perhaps that’s number’s something about cutting short survival
I still be rocking tube socks
Nah, I don’t
Knock em out the box Sand
Knock em out
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
Last man in the gym
Type to utilize a gas mask taking a whiff
Catscan on a whim
Either hand holding the whisk
Boy sand for the win
On a limb
Man and the myth
Just beneath your middrift miss
All in your mix
Animalistic
E.g.
glad to exist
Genie grant him a wish
She rather convinced
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
Homeboy Sand barechested in hot sun
No gracias to your gossip if you got some
Made it to the top bunk over the top rung
And intolerant of toxins as the top gun
Why gal tryna get knocked up
When I’m in your quarter all type bottle water get stocked up
Lamping on the cusp reading the Franz Kafka
Ain’t no getting into character
Cream of the crop 'cause
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE
TO OUT IN A BLAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
I’M OFF IN A DAZE
IN A GROOVE