K. Rosenwinkle

Sometimes I phase out
When I look at the screen
When I think about my chance for me
To intervene

And it's up to me to bring back the hope
Feeling in the music that you could quote

Not saying that I hate it 'cause here
I kinda dig it
But what good is a ear
If a Q-Tip isn't in it

So to stick it in
To inform your friend
Your boy from the hood
Is on that shit again

He has upped the degrees
And dropped the mercury
To splash on the mass
And look to upper class
And win the records spins
That Sometimes goes a win
A fickleness of friends
They sometimes hate again

They always bring up tribe on me
Could not suprive on me
'Cause this is my man's on me
'Cause this is my fams

And here's somethin' new
It's from row for you
So don't miss
'Cause you was tribe on the true
My due sue hassle heart
Don't stop
Your repertoire
As long as you could see
It's you who's staying we

'Cause life is filled with mer?
Pills and little pearls and shit
I'm fucking up
A man
I'm tripp'n up

But still
There is a boy
Them people get annoyed
Who's focus is on the feel
Before we get a deal

Cum on!

Think it if life can be a thing
That wilderness is wild to me
But a trip all the road
I see we're just the same
Think that we're not
Where we should be

Movin' on we came to
Prefect on the street
Let's take it a pause
And ensure we eat
And open an end
To criticize the boys
They're out in between
They loose all their boys
They can't keep it down
With Dominic and Brown

And Doe's of other shades
They joy up a way
But wait this frame to add
Like brai' and cap a Pad
And magazine debris
A shit
She gotta see it

I'm no different to you
I goes through it too
I dumps through the pages
I don't come a age

I'm not a D A T
I'm far from Percy
I roll the tumble weed
It's just a humble scene
That I present to you
Is just a Mister Crue
Who burrs a harmony
And sum a melody
Just speaks to where we are
And don't a hopes a jar
A soon we're walking in
A blim to just to say
A cum on!

My brother Shaka would have wanted me to do it like this
So raise the glasses for all the lost ones in your life

Dilla dawg and master wow, what up with Emmy
Is well to propel with the spirit of the mic

Even if you have one person with you when it's hard
That makes it easy, celebrate them let know just who they are

Because of these experiences, I have some control
On the microphone and roll elevating to the stars

Her's a demonstration, with the excellence
Reverse the pandemic that's filled with pestilence
Who has his finger on the post of the b-boy
Serving fees with the stream of a deep boy

Who's well connected, you must respect it
I'm dippin' with the spirits mentioned on this record
Hopefully this serves as motivation
The never sayin' docon-sensation

Put my stamp on it, the mic clamps on it
Mama I know let me put little thamp on it
Blade running through the day of agility
Staying gunning make way for possibilities

It's the capital Q, rap it'll do
What I want it to, it's like taming a shrew
Living life experiencing proportions
Knowing better, I've experienced distortions
And through the in and outs, of life's revolving doors

I'mma see that, I'm still getting more
Yeah, I'm comin' in, I'm gonna see my friend
To the top floor, seems it never ends
Heaven never ends, yeah, it never ends

It be goin' on, it's phenomenon, like a new born
Or a Stevie song, it be going on
Do ya fell it, do ya feel it, do ya feel it?
Do ya feel it, do ya feel it

Snare drum goes

My brother Shaka would have wanted me to say this to y'all
Don't lose sight y'all without giving a fight

I'm channeling well and Irvine, Mr. clean
He would have wanted me to say what I mean
And mean get it right

Dilla having you in my past has been a blast
You've inspired so many and forever will you last

And to my father yo your spirit is draping me
Never escapin' me, I'm happy that I had you in my past

Let's go
(Let's go)
Let's go
(Let's go)
Let's go
(Let's go)