Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Unraveling, artist - Homeboy Sandman. Album song Hallways, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 08.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
Unraveling |
| Ma big rows pretty even |
| The pair pretty row, pretty girl pretty evening |
| Pull out a flesh girl flesh ma region |
| I’m not oppressed to pledge ma allegiance |
| Even being truthful the fruit not in season |
| Guess I be seeing since seeing is believin |
| They be just brains, just brains in achievement |
| Rather not grieve then we’re in agreement |
| Calls drop, pots calling kettles |
| I don’t know what dust looks like when it settles |
| That just get ma wheels turnin all different pedals |
| Learn it in alchemy alternate metals |
| For the women and fellows |
| Earth, water, fire and wind when it bellows |
| Word is mine this is my way of saying hello |
| I don’t mind, this is my way of staying mellow |
| Bigger sizes, no expectations and surprises |
| No pitfalls, flip falls or deposits |
| Can’t cut tides with the tide when it rises |
| Different games, different stages, different courses |
| Shoppin outta bins, skeletons in the closets |
| The heart is gon' sing through the wins and the losses |
| Barely can tell the effects from the causes |
| Tell a woman just exactly what I mean |
| I’m the mothafucka of your mothafuckin dreams |
| Took a whole new meaning since just started eatin meat |
| Took a whole new meaning since just started being me |
| Giving bee to live in debris |
| I can engineer the reappearance of the bees |
| Early and often be the squashin of the beef |
| Superhuman, doing the shooting of the breeze |
| A lot of Indians but not too many chiefs |
| I mean Native Americans, so I don’t lose any sleep |
| Had to dump the ammo so I don’t lose any speed |
| It’s an uphill battle on a hill that’s pretty steep |
| Mercy’s for the weak |
| The upper hand don’t need to read it ‘fore you weep |
| Do you watch the cars or watch the lice across the street |
| Wait a minute mommy I don’t wanna go to sleep |
| Life is but a dream |
| I move about quarters like the waters of the stream |
| I’m lookin for a baby girl that tastes just like a peach |
| This city is just a multitude of alleys where I peed |
| Right now I’m curious and need security to breach |
| The 22nd century looks curious indeed |
| I think about the pheremones I’m likely to secrete |
| I think about the recources I’m likely to deplete |
| But amaraya or boletta always allowin me to cheat |
| For what I have achieved |
| But I still be tellin whoppers eating whoppers with cheese |
| Getting down and dirty on ma cheek |
| Ears be always ringin when I’m swingin from the trees |
| Sometimes I catch a whiff of all the wisdom that I seek |
| I’d be damn near fatigued from all the |
| I still haven’t forgotten no one answered when I screamed |