Vixtape
Rise and shine for the day
Cuz you know it's a good one
Yeah the birds are flying by
My bike i like it while
The sky is smilin on me
And i got these words i'm writin down
I can't stop grindin now
A lot is ridin on me
And I'm never givin up (nope)
Dedicated til i'm belly up
You can hand me any mic
I'm gonna kill it like
Everything i touch
Cuz my mind on double time
Always gonna rhyme
Trust i'll get it right (yup)
Take my time to put online
Like never mind this digital stuff
Filling our minds
And wastin our time with
Ignorant lies to minimize us
Speakin my mind
Is givin me opportunities
I could never pass up
I can't lie like this is why
I do it cuz i can't do it enough
It's my time i'm hittin my prime
I'm feelin like i am finna act up
If we vibin chillin then
I'm gon listen cuz i'm not finna misjudge
Really my identity
Might be the end of me
I be pressin my luck
This life is kickin my heinie
Next time i need a little heads up
What a ride as we arrive
In time to witness paradigm flux
And we go
If you know what i mean
Let me show you my dreams tonight
I don't know who to be
Cuz there's so many things i don't
Know until i know them but
I'll know them once i know
Like i noticed once i show myself
To the Sun it's then i grow
I just wanna show what i'm feelin like
Everybody knows a different life
I got things that i need to say
My words are my wings
Imma sing my way
All the way to the sky
Tell God hi when i fly by
Always do when i'm high
I've never seen His eyes
I'm never leavin His side
But someone shakin my line
Gotta give her a ride
Sorry gotta go, bye
Hey i'm on the way
Huh what you say?
You want some lays?
Okay i'll get it on the way
See the sun with my shades
And the wind givin chase
As i'm coming to your place
Cuz i wanna see your face
Gonna yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm wanting something more than having fun
I'm on a mission if you want to come
Are you afraid of what we have begun?
Why don't you see what you and me could be?
I really want for you to be with me
You're not aware of what you mean to me
I can't afford to wait complacently
Why do you want to run away from me?
Uh yeah.
I was just tryna
Get some fuckin apple slices and shit man but
Yea imma tell you what happen so
I was just standing there and then ya know
He backed in in a avalon
Black bag slight swag with his khakis on
Just to get some gas and a package of applesauce
Seriously eerily similar to the path i'm on
Whereupon a phenomenon happened
They assumed he was trapping
All they viewed was a black man (damn)
And all they had to do was to ask him
Coincidentally he fit the description
So they just grabbed him
So uh yeah
Prolly 3 policemen put
A piece to his head
Pardon me for grieving
Can't believe that he's dead
Instead of checking his
Messages and headin to bed
Instead of blessin somebody
He just left them on read
The red left from his body
He was gonna make a lotta
Music, animation, comedy
I mean like maybe probably
But now we never got to see
What he was really bout to be
I mean other than
Curious and sensitive
Volatile, emotional
Incredibly contemplative
Creative and sociable
With pretty good intentions
So with instruments of death
What they killed was his potential shit
Cuz you know it's a good one
Yeah the birds are flying by
My bike i like it while
The sky is smilin on me
And i got these words i'm writin down
I can't stop grindin now
A lot is ridin on me
And I'm never givin up (nope)
Dedicated til i'm belly up
You can hand me any mic
I'm gonna kill it like
Everything i touch
Cuz my mind on double time
Always gonna rhyme
Trust i'll get it right (yup)
Take my time to put online
Like never mind this digital stuff
Filling our minds
And wastin our time with
Ignorant lies to minimize us
Speakin my mind
Is givin me opportunities
I could never pass up
I can't lie like this is why
I do it cuz i can't do it enough
It's my time i'm hittin my prime
I'm feelin like i am finna act up
If we vibin chillin then
I'm gon listen cuz i'm not finna misjudge
Really my identity
Might be the end of me
I be pressin my luck
This life is kickin my heinie
Next time i need a little heads up
What a ride as we arrive
In time to witness paradigm flux
And we go
If you know what i mean
Let me show you my dreams tonight
I don't know who to be
Cuz there's so many things i don't
Know until i know them but
I'll know them once i know
Like i noticed once i show myself
To the Sun it's then i grow
I just wanna show what i'm feelin like
Everybody knows a different life
I got things that i need to say
My words are my wings
Imma sing my way
All the way to the sky
Tell God hi when i fly by
Always do when i'm high
I've never seen His eyes
I'm never leavin His side
But someone shakin my line
Gotta give her a ride
Sorry gotta go, bye
Hey i'm on the way
Huh what you say?
You want some lays?
Okay i'll get it on the way
See the sun with my shades
And the wind givin chase
As i'm coming to your place
Cuz i wanna see your face
Gonna yeah oh yeah
Oh yeah oh yeah
I'm wanting something more than having fun
I'm on a mission if you want to come
Are you afraid of what we have begun?
Why don't you see what you and me could be?
I really want for you to be with me
You're not aware of what you mean to me
I can't afford to wait complacently
Why do you want to run away from me?
Uh yeah.
I was just tryna
Get some fuckin apple slices and shit man but
Yea imma tell you what happen so
I was just standing there and then ya know
He backed in in a avalon
Black bag slight swag with his khakis on
Just to get some gas and a package of applesauce
Seriously eerily similar to the path i'm on
Whereupon a phenomenon happened
They assumed he was trapping
All they viewed was a black man (damn)
And all they had to do was to ask him
Coincidentally he fit the description
So they just grabbed him
So uh yeah
Prolly 3 policemen put
A piece to his head
Pardon me for grieving
Can't believe that he's dead
Instead of checking his
Messages and headin to bed
Instead of blessin somebody
He just left them on read
The red left from his body
He was gonna make a lotta
Music, animation, comedy
I mean like maybe probably
But now we never got to see
What he was really bout to be
I mean other than
Curious and sensitive
Volatile, emotional
Incredibly contemplative
Creative and sociable
With pretty good intentions
So with instruments of death
What they killed was his potential shit
Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Richardson
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