Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tranzar, artist - Josh Martinez. Album song Midriff Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.08.2005
Record label: Camobear
Song language: English
Tranzar |
Another instore, another night on tour |
Maybe I can meet some strangers I can pretend to make friends with |
I only ever see the bar, the hotel or the highway |
We drive, sleep and drink, arrive Half dead |
Then bring the crowd alive With the live rap music |
Couple smokes couple sodas and a high five |
Promoters owe us so let’s get some booze up in the dive |
Respect the honest living but its giving me grief |
I’m spending time spinning through the linen supple women in my reach |
Where did the day go, on whose say so |
I left my wallet and keys in san diego |
I’ve stopped manning the lighthouse that guides ships to shore |
I don’t care about your wherabouts, dood I’m on tour |
Working hard for my money try to spread a little bread |
And feed a flock of deadbeats get em drunk and on the pot |
I don’t make a lot of money but live a life inspired |
By living off the fruits of my work so I can be retired |
Sit in a lounge chair where I’m allowed to just relax |
I don’t fit into your bracket, I don’t pay the income tax |
Palletes smitten with musical talents |
We walk on razorblades and can still find balance |
It pays to be patient amidst all the unrest that comes from the palace |
It weighs on my days |
It makes me think in waves, of strong drink and hidden caves |
Whoever blinks first is forced to disperse |
And I’m craving the ways of the traveller trail blazing |
Taking time to be engulfed in something so amazing |
Rediscovering the reason I love touring in the first place |
If I do this for the loot then I’m dealing with worse case |
Love and hate the state they call being on the road |
Haven’t dated in 3 years, feel ready to explode |
But I’m a man on the move the landscape the moon |
The need to feed off this planet’s life until my doom |
Everybody knows that hard work shows |
It separates the fakes from the pros |
Shit happens you learn from it, you get to the top |
Then you burn to return to the summit |
I’m only one rapper in a bunch of pigeonholed kids whose goal was |
Just be patient, avoid the temptation |
The stagnation, it’s all location location |
I listen /follow tradition, pay dues to musicians |
Praises due Taj Mahal — gone fishing |
First star wishing that I might glisten with good luck |
Just another cog in the piston just waiting to get stuck |