Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cheers, artist - Josh Martinez. Album song Midriff Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.08.2005
Record label: Camobear
Song language: English
Cheers |
| Watching you, watching me |
| Im loving you, your mocking me |
| Im talking to myself and can’t see |
| Whats stopping you from dropping me |
| I woke up today feeling everything was strange |
| Next day same thing no better no change |
| The cranes dont move the concrete ain’t poured |
| Sitting watching ants drown and I ain’t bored |
| Waiting for the paint to dry waiting for the faint |
| To cry out loud/ I ain’t ready to die right now |
| What if death was our birth and we rewinded in time |
| So every day we got younger and our hunger grew hundredfold |
| Our minds blew thunder underneath the summit climb |
| When its undermind the sunll shine but none of its mine |
| Ill be damn if the dipstick dips below the lip lock |
| Hold your forked tongue viper spit back with shit talk |
| I keep pace but can’t walk, i hardly talked my feet raced |
| To catch up and lock eyes, sudden stops she acts surprised |
| Christ, we couldn’t even speak wed reached that point in every night when |
| It comes time to climb into the bed alone and let the night descend |
| Ive been an optimist, communist, a populist |
| Ive lived anonymous autonomous Ive seen the walls fall |
| Ive seen the fallen rise and start walking |
| Ive seen the calling chosen and sat staring back frozen |
| You can judge a man by the size of his glasses |
| You can change the outcome just take a few classes |
| Ask a question if you dont know the answer to the |
| Age old riddle what does it all mean |
| I dont kiss and tell or scratch or sniff |
| I can tell the difference between fact and myth |
| Been trying to write hooks, sing songs, write books |
| Playing ping pong on my porch to slightly odd looks |
| I get a lot of t-shirts, I just dont wear |
| I got debts I can’t pay but I just dont care |
| I got some shit to deal with feeling like I gotta heal |
| I used to steal kisses now I give em back |
| At front of the line at the back of the class |
| Raising my hand and my half empty glass |
| Its a slippery slope trying to cope of course |
| With the strange strain of fame in a vein feels forced |
| Maybe Im wasting my time but I made up my mind |
| I wanna do rhyming maybe leave school behind and |
| Can’t complain, been a motto of mine for some time |
| Can’t ever sit still when outside the sun shine |
| Been on my grind been going out my mind |
| Turn up everything til you feel it in your spine |
| Design by a live band to get crowds moving |
| The rebirth of dancing lets start the movement |
| Yelling cheers. |
| Summer. |
| Cheers Birthdays |
| Cheers Midriff Beers So Thirsty |
| Cheers Laughter Cheers Good Times |
| Cheers to the ciphers when you got your good rhymes |
| Cheers Homies Cheers Ladies |
| Lets hear it for the spirit thatll make some babies |
| Cheers the Boogie Cheers to Humping |
| Cheers to looking at me like Im up to something |