Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BSP: Blue Sky Playground, artist - Matisyahu. Album song Undercurrent, in the genre РеггиDate of issue: 18.05.2017
Record label: Fallen Sparks
Song language: English
BSP: Blue Sky Playground |
| …Sup brotha? |
| We was just kids then big love, big dreams and a vision of the future… |
| Hidden gems, Yankee hat flat brims |
| Shroom stems, Red Rocks, Stonehenge |
| Adjust your lens, can' trust it |
| Bust it, good luck kid, fist in your mouth like a Muppet |
| No strings attached, puppets play the role |
| But I stroll relaxed, in control, all facts |
| Screw a fib, old dip ain’t new to this |
| I diss a bitch asswith crass remarks |
| Then get hitched, to show I’m married to these chips, doggy its hilarious |
| Foggy out in frisco, I’m a bay boy with Dub roots |
| I speak truth and get gruesome on loops |
| Tie up your boots, and pull your sleeves up |
| We putting in work, murk your favorite then smirk |
| Gip you pricks like smurfs, I go beserk jerk |
| The quirky kiddo, lanky height, crop brillo, I’m nice |
| Stop your sleeping, get your dome up off the pillow, think twice |
| Before you test the professor in charge, laying in the cut |
| With my dog Matisyah, what up! |
| Re-up and re vision |
| We up yeah we living |
| Sizzling fire gone blaze for the children |
| Places we live in |
| Circles we give in |
| Willing, making these songs ya’ll feeling |
| Healing, the only way come with wisdom |
| Re-up and re vision |
| We up yeah we living |
| Sizzling fire gone blaze for the children |
| Places we live in |
| Circles we give in |
| Willing, making these songs ya’ll feeling |
| Healing, that’s the way come with wisdom |
| Ip, keep rocking it |
| Like the way we talking shit |
| Laid back walk |
| New York we keep working it |
| NYG from the NYC |
| 6'3 long and lean |
| Sea breeze from Cali |
| Back east from Berkley |
| Walk halls all day |
| In the mid nineties |
| Like the first time we blazed |
| The beat I got coming bro |
| Got you all day |
| You know I’m straight up from the WP |
| Feeling saturated |
| Relate as I gaze |
| Re-instate |
| Old ways |
| Make plays |
| High ways |
| No more sideline days make waves |
| Stay blazed |
| The trance is so rave |
| Behave? |
| I can’t stay |
| Now we running away |
| Running away to the sounds |
| Take a vacay from this town |
| Quick trip down memory lane for a while |
| Feeling the day and the way |
| Clouds are placed |
| I wish this day would last for ever |
| In the playground skies is blue |
| Thinking of the very first time |
| Very first time I met you |
| Cipher set |
| And the blunts was lit |
| I’m hearing melody |
| And drums that kick |
| While ya spit |
| I got this |
| We was just kids then |
| Big love big dreams had a vision of the future you and me |
| As the music guided me |
| Close my eyes and feel your staring at me |
| Close my eyes and feel your staring at me |
| Follow the beat and the words that you say |
| Colors and all the landscapes |
| Swirl and change |
| Make take |
| With me |
| Cruising through town |
| I’ll carry your weight |
| And always like fallen angels misplaced |
| Close my eyes and feel your staring at me |
| (Staring at me) |
| Into the light |
| Follow the, follow the, follow the wind |
| The eternal way that you sing |
| Going away… |