Lyrics Blew's 3rd Vacation - SkyBlew

Blew's 3rd Vacation

Picture me ‘vading the dark shade
From soul is part ways of emcees Moses
My staff don’t parlay
We partake of life, I write to bring light
If the shoe fits wear it but make sure that the strings tight
Or you might slip in the abyss, my gift
Is a tongue for the
I can dismantle the glitch in which I color mine’s
Tryna recover the time lost in translation
See I ain’t cover the blind with rhymes galore
They love the allure for the first time
I’m doing numbers, never gotten lucky before
So now they wanting it more
Because I’m knocking on doors
They jocking these fours
They never met a locker before
With combinations you ain’t used to
I’ve been in the clouds so they say I look stoned like Medusa
But I don’t chief, you can ask my producer
Half Indian mixed, my Gs getting looser
Introducer of a style most ain’t alert to
Patience is a virtue but waiting is what hurt you, I get it
I should be relaxing instead I’m in action
Putting pencils to these words redefining captions
I’ma take my time with it
We can go to the stars, go if you fine with it
They say I’m one of a kind with it
‘cause when I rhyme, I put a piece of my mind with it
But I’m chilling on my vacay
I’m just chilling on my vacay
Had to get away
Aye
So I’m chilling on my vacay
Don’t you bother me on my vacay
Okay?
Aye
Let me show you how I wreck it
Not closed minded, behind it this world leave you naked
The flow I perfected
I find it comes easy
Like first timers/rhymers learned a lot from Yeezy
First album, got my soul in it
And I can put you on game, we controlling it
By representing for the real they glad it’s here
But let me take my time (slow down)
No more rushin' like Vladimir
Past the stratosphere
But don’t fear, within time
I tap into your mind, lobotomy, the thin line
Between real and fake, I put my will at stake
Like dinner with the Smiths talking which deal to take
I’m rolling indie, I ain’t talkin' the car race
I’m bringing power to the people, saving our race
Gotta say my grace first, Granny taught me better than that
Syllable prove while I’m lettering that
Postcard
I’ma take my time with it
We can go to the stars, go if you fine with it
They say I’m one of a kind with it
‘cause when I rhyme, I put a piece of my mind with it
But I’m chilling on my vacay
I’m just chilling on my vacay
Had to get away
Aye
So I’m chilling on my vacay
Don’t you bother me on my vacay
Okay?
Aye