Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Parallels, artist - Jesse AbrahamDate of issue: 28.01.2013
Song language: English
Parallels |
| When I picture gardens |
| All I see is squares |
| I ain’t the maddest son |
| Cuz tragedy impaired |
| My ability to hurt |
| And pain makes power |
| I grew up on a roof across the street from burnin towers |
| Now it’s flowers that I see |
| On the ground in devotion |
| Can’t stop to smell the roses |
| Not since my nose is broken |
| I ain’t close to jokin |
| This ain’t no bogus moment |
| I don’t need some hocus pocus |
| Give a fuck about opponents |
| On this road I am the quotient |
| The vision I got is potent |
| Good riddance to my atonement |
| Arrogance would write an opus |
| But I’m not I’m writin this |
| I am just a rodent deserting a sinking ship |
| The water is a bonus |
| Now the liquid is ubiquitous |
| I’m drowning as I’m floatin |
| So my mission is duplicitous |
| My instrument’s the ocean |
| My attitude is parallel to carousels |
| Reeling round, feelin grounded on a parasail |
| Find me gliding |
| On parallels |
| You can find me gliding |
| On parallels |
| I be, I be on some shit again |
| ABC, BBC, feel the blend |
| Improving the design like Nicki did with Lil Kim |
| And nowadays ain’t no one movin me a little bit |
| Their music got me stiller than Ritalin |
| I’m instilled with a little bit of Nasir and Jay and Em |
| I’m rappin the hottest and I can tackle the topic like Texas A&M |
| And I’m a lay to rest the rumors and the quiet talkin |
| Cause when they pass the batton it’s from the riot squadron |
| I be lying off in far away lands |
| On a beautiful beach front |
| This ain’t no Rockaway sand |
| Pay for everything in cash and dollars out of my hand |
| Now I only write for money like a government grant |
| Ain’t nothing but bad hoes, bad hoes and bad hoes |
| Bitch as flat as a flat toe |
| Ain’t that so |
| I can’t help but to act like an asshole |
| My attitude is parallel to my cashflow |
| Yeah |
| Find me gliding |
| On parallels |
| You can find me gliding |
| On parallels |
| Hey kid, you’re goin somewhere |
| Concrete and sunshine is out there |
| Hey kid, you’re goin somewhere |
| So bright, so far and so clear |
| It’s your life, it’s your life; |
| it’s not theirs |
| It’s your life, it’s your life; |
| it’s not theirs |
| I put thank you’s in a bank |
| You do what you can while I do what you can’t do |
| I pay dues when they ain’t due |
| So much cash under the mattress springs break like it’s Cancun |
| But I don’t measure money in dollars |
| Instead I barter with honor |
| It’s so much harder to launder actual bills |
| My thrills come to me in the form of blessings |
| Every day I’m feeling lucky |
| And the more that I am Jesse |
| Then the less that I am stressing |
| Confession |
| These recessions don’t cause me to feel depression |
| What’s essential is ascension |
| So what’s possessions? |
| I play positions |
| I write scripts like physicians |
| Listen |
| I’m overboard |
| Go to war |
| Shake a spear (William) |
| No overlords know the score’s four to four (million) |
| Goin door to door |
| There’s no remorse in my vocal chords |
| My attitude is parallel to gratitude more and more |
| Find me gliding |
| On parallels |
| You can find me gliding |
| On parallels |