Sugar & Spice

I've got an old young blonde for myself But she's been dying her hair so often I am in need of a picture of her on my shelf I hold her well Keeping me on lock While the safest of bets, ain't after it Baking this game, I batter it up And even it out again Like I am finishing up my second album It's luck that came and found And told me like 'Hey what's up man? I see you still ain't got plans In life, well, here's hip-hop And fill up the ink in the pen Give it a shot and you might be Good as a deity like Aphrodite' Fuck it, a pipe-dream For people that don't wanna do shit I tell them politely Ultralightbeam Life is a gift and you should use it wisely Tackle precisely Cause all of us are just trying to win But some of us ain't that good at it Oh well Call me and I'm willing to help you myself Cause I was going through some shit of my own And look at me now I'm feeling happy and proud I'm working on myself again I gotta keep working on myself again I gotta keep keep working on myself again Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again, nah I'm working on myself again I gotta keep working on myself again I gotta keep keep working on myself again Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again My momma busy as I am I know she miss my I'm trying to efficiently find more time But it's hiding from me I hope she listens and hears all of these lyrics I'm writing Cause somehow putting it in music is easier for me I mean it's a bunch of work and it can drive you berserk All of the sacrifices you make And it starts with no returns But every rock that you drop in the water Begins to ripple and starts to tickle you The itching of it slowly burns Fuck up more often I'm telling you Dwelling on shit that doesn't resemble importance I cannot be wasting my time on Pick 'em all out and tell them goodbye Somebody once told me Every record'll brake if it keeps being played again Give it some time, it's a matter of when Who's keeping tabs on the wax releases? The pieces of all of the children that filled them up It's gotta be millions Overkill, it sucks They think they must or catch up on some different stuff But honestly, I only wish they didn't give a fuck I'm working on myself again I gotta keep working on myself again I gotta keep keep working on myself again Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again, nah I'm working on myself again I gotta keep working on myself again I gotta keep keep working on myself again Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again I'm feeling like it ain't a thing in this world that can beat me I'm heading straight towards a goal surely worth the reaching Preaching honestly and love No better way to do it than the one above It's all we're looking for If not then tell me what I'ma try and give it to you Sometimes it's hallelujah But other times it's all rhymes That call the vibes In all our vice Canes of sugar and spice Making sure that it's nice I'll bring the purest delights Do I deserve all of these words Given to me like a curse Gotta fulfill like a purpose You know it hurts us Simultaneous I'm feeling perfect Once all the verbs are lining up Urgent, let 'em all fly like a bird Making it sure that they're heard Tables will turn I prefer it shaken, not stirred And again I'm only a friend I'm not the one to praise I am not who heaven sent All I am is all of these words that I defend And I welcome you to follow all of them until the end I kinda pull weight I kinda pull weight I kinda pull weight I kinda pull weight I'm working on myself again I gotta keep working on myself again I gotta keep keep working on myself again Because you never know when you'll be by yourself again, nah My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of things My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of things My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of things My life's sweet like truffle chocolate and a bunch of