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Testo Days of Our Lives - De La Soul feat. Common

Testo della canzone Days of Our Lives (De La Soul feat. Common), tratta dall'album The Grind Date

Yo how the days of your life go Com?
I'm just trying to be
That's it?
Staying focused so my mind is free
Watch the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now it might be too soon
Too soon?
I want the boom in the back of the trunk
Ain't nothing the matter with a good dude having a buck
With that on my mind I'm on the grind, it pays
We break it down in these three ways
Yo, these days I travel the maze like Fred Beverley
To the East looking for pieces of a better me
Responsibility of my man's felony fell on me
Celebrity status make 'em think I got celery
Hell and I do sometimes, still the sunshine ain't even all day
The life of a baller ain't even all play
I stack 'em so the chips fall where they must
I ain't far from a Benz or dude on the bus
Even when I don't have enough, still in God I trust
Said baby you a star, said I'm on the cusp
Seen the jiggiest of stars become dust
And one love become lust for the papers
Had you gassed now that gas became vapors
Tricked your cash on ice, should've had acres
Now your empire fell like the Lakers
So you're talking to your maker
It's the nature of the business
They giving niggas inches, taking miles and mules
It's the wildest rules
I'm trying to walk in the black center, proudest shoes
Making music that the crowds can use
Yo how the days of your life go Day?
With sunshine and shade
That's it?
Tinted window, grades and Kool-Aid
Watch the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now that might be too soon
Too soon?
I want twenty-four plus on these
Put the Pinto engine and the bus on these
I get that first class seat to escape the daze
We break it down in these three ways
Check the life, I got that antidote cantaloupe scent
Bent back in the sunroom froze
Put your flick on pause
And pop a cork
It's no occasion nigga, it's just because
I'm celebrating for a hell of a day
Get these barbie filets on hot charcoal tracks so black
Darko P. Coltrane plays in back
We them freedom fight kids who gon' ball and raise fists
If y'all down for the struggle come on y'all, resist
Everyday script I exercise cheeks
Sixteen on the bar, I exercise speak
It's been a long time, Long Island's on the map
While y'all stand on the corner stoned like Chris App'
Kiss back, watch your time, wrist back
Every second count but just finish this lap
You gamble on your life like casino slots
I cash out and still walk with a knot
Yo how the days of your life go Murs?
Man I'm just holding my head
That's it?
Shit, I'm also trying to hold this bread
Watch the problems of the world go by like balloons
If tomorrow come now it may be too soon
Too soon?
I furnished the rooms and mortgaged on these
See them quitting ass rappers cause a shortage on these
The soul boys of big Illinois get the praise
We break it down in these three ways
My moms died from secondhand smoke
So I wish yo ass would die from them secondhand rhymes you wrote
Or should I call them second rhymes
Written seconds before you entered the booth
Words thrown together with very little truth
But a select few can do it (True)
You ain't part of them scriptures
And got the nerve to feel you want me out the picture
But I was never in it, I'm the frame around the flick
Audition in the mouth or your dame around my dick
Ladies and gentlemen, introducing Workmatic
One of L.I.'s finest and this is (My life)
Which is filled with bad minutes and good hours
And good months and bad years
And with my peers who struggle to juggle this shit
Family life and the music game don't easily fit
My lady wants me home
Saying rap tours breed rap whores and scores of scandal
And even more than we can handle
Sometimes with them rhymes I say
Supply currency to save the day
Can't turn it away
'Cause we out
To find treasures way beyond our measure
So baby don't pout
Don't pout
De La Soul now turn it out
Don't pout
Common Sense'll turn it out
Don't pout



Credits
Writer(s): Lonnie Rashid Lynn, David J. Jolicoeur, Kelvin Mercer, Clarence Satchell, Ralph Middlebrooks, Vincent Lamont Mason, William Beck, James Rodger Williams, Le Roy Roosevelt Bonner, Marshall Eugene Jones, Marvin R. Pierce
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