Lyrics Life/Dreams - The Grouch, Luckyiam, Eligh

Life/Dreams

Life.
Dreams.
Work
However, Work.
Dreams.
Life
It’s all about
Now old Mr. Patterson
Had us in his front yard
Explainin' all the reasons why his life so hard
I took a seat on his porch, right side of his hammock
He told tales of mishaps, somebody ever had it
That way it made his strong he said
I could feel him
Destiny shuffled up his cards and had to deal 'em to him
Straight up, no second round
Second time around
No time to half step
Man, you gotta put it down
What he said made sense
He told tales of war
Conflicts with men
Money, the whores
And the women he came across
Times he fell in love
The children who abandoned him
Promised that they would love
Him
Forever
But they never visit
Benefits dwindle, holiday visits so spread apart
So sparse
Loneliness and ghosts of heart wrench
But no one, the darkest days start
Which enable him to remark
His days of the past
His old army buddies
The trenches
The blasts
Explosions of memories sent shrapnel to my psyche
Explainin' my youth
He said, «You started off just like me
Got a hard head like me
Prepare for mistakes
But focus on your future
And you’ll make it through the gate.»
The gate
The gate
The gate
Building with a man who lived a life I want to grow upon the shoulders of an
older stone, I claim to carry
Started with a smoking session, in the Arizona desert
I deserved a fact, I insert the habits killin' me slowly
To prove I’m old at heart
To native beings to this continent
And compliment
The dreaming sequence is seemingly constant
In a Living Legendary pattern
That’s tattered and broken down, his name Willcro
The title (?) a blow to the ego that helped me and shoes
And intact, I lose to think I choose my destinal track
In simple terms he explained the way I function is wacked
The way I think attacks, my true purpose here on the green planet
Which is to share this wisdom, game in this life
I live under the name of the crow
I must know, I be stoked
Ancestry dating to ancient times waiting to die
I replied «that's not my function»
«In life» he retorted «there's no room for assumption, no room for a puncheon,
your not a violent person, silence is not the way to stay in the shadows
There’s many battles
That have to be fought, the man’s math is a tight ass way to be caught
Salem’s lot, death is the gateway to the next plateau
Life life
Almost everything I know and have known I was shown
Learned how to innovate but never would have grown
To be 23, goin' on 24
Knowin' on many more occasions
I need to stay in the right mind state
To make my impressions felt
Like a lesson learned from being punished
Blessin' in disguise though really
Not wise, so silly to think
That momma didn’t know what’s right
So when I show I’m tight
She gets props
And when I deal with a fight correctly
Thank my pops
He would check me on the art of
Being a man
And when I thought I was smart
I really didn’t understand
I really couldn’t see the plan
Working
Kinda like Dan thought Miyagi was just jerkin'
Him around
While he painted while the sun went down
When truly it was knowledge he was lucky he found
I’m on
Solid ground
Put a dollar down to learn
If you got something to share
Go head voice your concern
Cause who am I to be the U.N.I.
Verse (universal)
Alright, respect the dark to the light
And the young to the old