Lyrics:
production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting
day by day
Hopin that the Lord can, pave my way
Have I been forgotten, have I forsaken
Or maybe I'm just wrong with the moves that I've
This next song I'm about to do for y'all
Is a song that it means a lot to me
I will leave my heart at the door
I won't say a word
They've all been
This is how I learned it from a Time-Life Album in about 1958.
There's a little rosewood casket
Lying on a marble stand
And a packet of old love
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
62 in 1959
-Words and Music by J. Leslie McFarland and Aaron H. Schroeder
(Ooh)
They did the Wang Dang Taffy-Apple Tango
They did the Wang Dang
feels like I am surrounded by a bunch of robots
Sometimes i wish i was logic or kdot
I could have the whole world
By side
Getting played by ugly god
Swanging out the ride
Gripping like the tires
It's album number 6 and I still got em by the neck and shit
Another album
More drip
So I got a new necklace
Ion
of misdirection
I get it, you made this way
'Cause God forbids them good energies and giving me a break, huh
You are not the problem, I know I am
You can tell by my
Walls I had to climb
Started in my room
Started just by writing
Knew I had to move
But the lightning strike hit
2022
Bout to switch my life quick
bitch made this shit hot
3rd album I'm bout to drop
Better go cop may just get stopped by a cop
This shit like corn bout to pop
I'm so electrifying I may
I think she meant that life isn't passing me by (Passing me by)
But that I'm passing life too fast for me to realize
All we love one day will seize
Grand Rising
Grand Rising
I woke up, heard this beat
And decided to rap
And this mini project is an appetizer before the albums
Yes, that was plural
assumption
Listen to my album and you’ll feel how I function
Cuz my rap career is vital and it’s under construction
But it’s just me by myself, all alone in
handicapped, and still we're told there are some bonds that can't be broke
Fraud, lies by terrified escapists
Glass can shield the rain
With my head
Keep it to myself guess that what ima be doing
Every time I open up my mouth something gets ruined
Then my heart start racing an my mind starts
to stay grounded, but my head's up in cloudy skies
It's not the first time I
Got my heart broke twice
By another 'get to know someone'
But this time I did
I cry when I listen to your album
With a heavy heart, and heavy soul
It reminds that at times we all get lonesome
We don't know where we want to go
Family matters, It's in the last name
Saturday mornings feel like a half day
Time flies by until you've had enough
Summer grilling and juice inside
of me
My only way out was writin' poetry
It took me some years for my heart to finally see
Things happen for a reason and my life was meant to be
I was
(this is the name of Chico Science's first album)
Do Mangue - from the mangroves in Recife
Manaus - capital of Amazonas (heart of the rainforest)
Uai -
sometimes
And then I realize
That You're by my side
When I started the last album I just wanted to rap
But it became daunting in fact when I got lost in track
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
the kind of pain that
I wish this pain, would go away
Just gets all up in your heart, and in your soul
I wish this pain, would go away
The kind of pain
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