Spiceland
I'm dreaming in cyan when the kids pass by
She's squeezing on her man just to keep him alive
I know that I want to swim in her coast
But she don't know that I will fill her up the most
But I read it, I studied, I know I'm a scholar for real
With patience and paper you notice the feel
What's the deal?
Gimme some slack to this lack of understanding
The character of your ways weighs way way on your mans and dem
I'm clubbing, I'm creeping every night
In the darkness I'm swinging, I'm drunk on a flight
I don't know where to find it, I need a tunnel to hide
But she wakes up when I go to sleep on my pride
Then I remember that Sam Dan was mad to the core
He didn't have any allegiance to the family no more
His horses stopped running and his bills overdue
So welded the toll bridge that runs under you
I came in like a hitman, the man the myth the legend
I got here first and you all took a second
She didn't delay with her karma you know
I'm not a rapper so don't critique my flow
Awake in the night to lost twilighted schemes
Legacy offered through LSD dreams
She woke up, she lit a candle for me
I took a sip of my cardamom and black tea
I was "stoked" like the bros say that she was so rosy to dose me
I slipped in and out being cozy
I willingly loved and had compassion for both
I was a green human machine that took a lifelong oath
They said they comin for me, I ain't scared, I didn't do it
They stepped on my tail, and they know I'd been through it
Threw my coat on the floor with unmitigated laughter
This woman embodies that kindness defining what I've been after
She will never dunk on me or have multiple faces
She never has constrained on my hightop laces
When they're walking the street from Front and Girard
To pushing on the pedal of my flying car (ha)
I'm in the studio waiting for you but the call isn't coming
If the beat that I produced does not contain my drumming
I'm in the spice rack when I cook on the score
And when I'm working on my music you won't see me no more
She's squeezing on her man just to keep him alive
I know that I want to swim in her coast
But she don't know that I will fill her up the most
But I read it, I studied, I know I'm a scholar for real
With patience and paper you notice the feel
What's the deal?
Gimme some slack to this lack of understanding
The character of your ways weighs way way on your mans and dem
I'm clubbing, I'm creeping every night
In the darkness I'm swinging, I'm drunk on a flight
I don't know where to find it, I need a tunnel to hide
But she wakes up when I go to sleep on my pride
Then I remember that Sam Dan was mad to the core
He didn't have any allegiance to the family no more
His horses stopped running and his bills overdue
So welded the toll bridge that runs under you
I came in like a hitman, the man the myth the legend
I got here first and you all took a second
She didn't delay with her karma you know
I'm not a rapper so don't critique my flow
Awake in the night to lost twilighted schemes
Legacy offered through LSD dreams
She woke up, she lit a candle for me
I took a sip of my cardamom and black tea
I was "stoked" like the bros say that she was so rosy to dose me
I slipped in and out being cozy
I willingly loved and had compassion for both
I was a green human machine that took a lifelong oath
They said they comin for me, I ain't scared, I didn't do it
They stepped on my tail, and they know I'd been through it
Threw my coat on the floor with unmitigated laughter
This woman embodies that kindness defining what I've been after
She will never dunk on me or have multiple faces
She never has constrained on my hightop laces
When they're walking the street from Front and Girard
To pushing on the pedal of my flying car (ha)
I'm in the studio waiting for you but the call isn't coming
If the beat that I produced does not contain my drumming
I'm in the spice rack when I cook on the score
And when I'm working on my music you won't see me no more
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Dann
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