Wednesday, January 4, 2012

now when the sun come up
i’ll be there to say what up in the morning
brush my teeth
find that clip i’ve been looking for since last night
i feel so caught up in a bud
i flow some round in my bedroom, turn around, see myself in the mirror
i guess i’m cool, and no sappy thoughts in my head
i’m feeling like i’m peter pan, minus the tights and the fairies
happy to see how far i’ve come, to the same place

it began: my dream and imaginations
perfectly at peace so i move along a bit higher

i'll be up, up, and away
up, up, and away
cause they gon' judge me anyway, so whatever
i'll be up, up and away
up, up and away
cause in the end they'll judge me anyway, so whatever

i learn, i see the dreams are made, so i'm cooler now
i could take care of my mom and my little niece zuri, so
sing along lil mama, you ain't gotta worry 'bout no drama, no
i'll provide for friends and fam and fans
cleveland city grinding man stay at flow, the kids hope
i never let a motherfucka break me, dawg
who gives a fuck if a nigga don't like your steeze?
tell em to buzz off your n-u-t's
we don't care what people say
dudes who critique your clothes are most gay
i ain't gotta wait for no one
if i wanna fly, i could fly for freedom, hey

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