[Mikey Rocks:]
|
Yo, check it
|
I'm a real dude
|
With real problems, real issues
|
I live life just like you do
|
I eat food
|
Stayed up late nights grindin to the tissue
|
Grandpa gone but God I'm still With you
|
I guess death is just another form of rest
|
But, nonetheless
|
I ain't in no rush
|
To be another body layin on the corners desk
|
I'm fresh to death
|
Well I ain't really tryna be that fresh
|
On this rap tip, he clips you next
|
So you on deck?
|
Be calm
|
Yo, how am I supposed to be calm
|
When I'm, tired of being on deck like Tony Hawk
|
And I grind the same so niggas is all talk
|
I feel like I'm gettin strangled by angel halos
|
Ironic, I know it is
|
The chronic for older kids
|
Hooked on phonics, ebonics is for the slower kids
|
Time provided I'll show you just what a poet is
|
I know what it is yo
|
See I'm angel hat high while you grade polo
|
And I still go deeper than most
|
I kick rhymes with a steel toe
|
Reason to boast
|
Keep my head above water man keep it afloat
|
And if I start sinking I know
|
I got a couple niggas with me in my boat
|
Shoot three at my head, homie
|
Man before it's all said
|
They gone give you foreign exchange just like Fez
|
No Eric, no Red, no Donna, no Kelso
|
This ain't that kinda show
|
So, while you was hanging out
|
Down the street
|
Doin the same old thing that you did last week
|
I was off inside the lab augmenting my speech
|
And all you haters do is sleep
|
Ya'll could rest in peace
|
Peace.
|
|
-----------------
|
Loose Leaf Paper
|
The Cool Kids |