Something's Coming
Something's coming
You can feel it in the air tonight
Hit the brights
Nope, too much glare, switch to fog lights
Tweak the dials till it's just right
Do it all night
Illuminate the dark sky
I'm in the closet with my Lite Brite
Keep it real tight
Johnny on the spot on my job site
But I just might cut you up like an X Ray
Phosphorescent waves usher in a new day
Break beats just for Pete's sake
Might counterfeit but I'm not a real fake
Hit the sweepstakes
Lost it all the next day
Not for nothing
All for something
Can't win unless you play or so they say
But me I'm copacetic just to wake up to another day
Spine's tingling, my mind's mingling
Feel like I'm slumming
But like I said
Something's coming
You can feel it in the street
I'm posted up at the intersection of where sick and dope meet
No need to compete
Can't top elite
I'm real good with winning
I lack skills at defeat
Not a fortune teller but I always profit
Zero to 100, started from nothing
Worked my way up to the top, kid
Dope misfit
I toke, you joke, blow smoke
Saw it coming but it came and went
Woke up dead broke without a penny or cent to my name
Missed the glory and the fame
Kept the sorrow and shame
Taking hits for the team
Old soul caged up canary in a coal mine
Trent T, mix pressure and heat by default
I make a diamond every time
You can feel it in the air tonight
Hit the brights
Nope, too much glare, switch to fog lights
Tweak the dials till it's just right
Do it all night
Illuminate the dark sky
I'm in the closet with my Lite Brite
Keep it real tight
Johnny on the spot on my job site
But I just might cut you up like an X Ray
Phosphorescent waves usher in a new day
Break beats just for Pete's sake
Might counterfeit but I'm not a real fake
Hit the sweepstakes
Lost it all the next day
Not for nothing
All for something
Can't win unless you play or so they say
But me I'm copacetic just to wake up to another day
Spine's tingling, my mind's mingling
Feel like I'm slumming
But like I said
Something's coming
You can feel it in the street
I'm posted up at the intersection of where sick and dope meet
No need to compete
Can't top elite
I'm real good with winning
I lack skills at defeat
Not a fortune teller but I always profit
Zero to 100, started from nothing
Worked my way up to the top, kid
Dope misfit
I toke, you joke, blow smoke
Saw it coming but it came and went
Woke up dead broke without a penny or cent to my name
Missed the glory and the fame
Kept the sorrow and shame
Taking hits for the team
Old soul caged up canary in a coal mine
Trent T, mix pressure and heat by default
I make a diamond every time
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Writer(s): Matthew Slagle
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