Lyrics born in the house baby,
improving every aspect of life
Not just my music, my rhymes,
but every facet requires this
a jewel neglected with time
Been getting ruined and dry,
instead of fluid and bright
I'm always fine -tuning everything and meditating,
Cool like a slice of carrot
Leaves in the grounds are never in,
Chickens screaming they drowse us high,
It's messy up they old outfits
Cause the lyrically endowed gold
Leave you seriously impaired
I'm cooler than an ice cube
From laughin' hella vague
Celebratin' gettin' brained out
With the clock top frame down
Got 70 lyrics for every 70 emcees
Who be sharin' the same snaps,
You the secretary receptionist
Well, I'm the president elected
Yeah, I be sentimentally involved I be calm,
it ain't never no conflict when
Pleasantries aside, long ass,
Don't jump in, the crosshairs,
It's all clear, it's okay, you won't be
A marked as s to talk at, but talk bout
Of all of my distinguishing marks
Broadcast reports of me flying into
Occupying the top floor of resorts,
Informing bartender and doorman
an assortment of corp vets
Oregon with loaded ball caps
And you still won't have the heart
Take this as advice and don't
my boy's gone, my toy's gone
And if I ever write a boring song
Let this stay in your thought plane
and don't you never forget
I put my mind towards it,
Cause I'm constantly improv
Not just my music, my rhymes
we getting ruined and dry
Instead of brilliant and bright
Always climb to it, climb to it
We have to begin this shit again,
Hello, this is bus driver,
I'm calling because I'm supposed to be appearing on the lyrics born variety show
Can I listen to the lyrics one more time so y 'all act like you don't,