Adam Mansbach - Still life moving lyrics

Adolescent barrio lotharios Memorize & recite cinematic cadillac advice holdin summer night summits on other people's cars Got romance down to a science like alchemy & more than happy To explain How to get to second base by feelin up the cleavage in the virgin/who*e dichotomy Girl lean over & unlock yo door hey Don't unlock it ho everybody nods & then my man tris raises the bar on that foolishness like buss this If a chick doesn't think Rakim is the illest mc ever then man I can't f** with her on any serious level Everybody nods i squint into my brew & try to strip the concrete off the streets Imagining harlem When these hills Were covered with trees & teemed with dinosaurs I smile around my straw Replace papi's cornerstore With a triceratops & reflect that cats ain't got No less hardheaded Since the mesozoic era On this block for evidence you can check my homey brett the projects' best defense against a t rex on the flex even the way he offers you a beer is like a threat Dudes been known to jet Rather than deal with him & yet You gotta give the cat respect the crazy spic-mick deck you in a sec blackbelt meathead lives in a world without regret Now & forever The unofficial president Of the neighborhood pride a**ociation meaning the only one old school enough to scrap for his block's reputation One of those Dudes whose Broma favorita's pissing Right where people chillin Instead of over on the wall cats pick theyselves up quick Askin what the f**'s the matter with you as they scatter only response they ever get is laughter Busybody blockparty mamis Swoop offa stoops Like pterodactyls If they smell a fight but nowadays not much jumps off to get them moving It's just cats sittin chillin bullsh**tin doin nothin Empty cervezas frias jutting from the pavement like stalagtites A lack of activity Partly due To the market's Relative stability twelve years ago in the late sh**isf**edup period this block was hyperactive knee deep delirious in a crack economy oldtimers got war stories like iraqis but today a little bit of lley & lotsa weed is all you see Next to the roti spot Some muneca even opened a boutique It's always empty But then again so is papi's deli Except for overripe platanos Stale dutchies & brew The tv repair shop Except for electronic junkheaps & four mujeres gordas Playin poker in the backroom & the unis** salon Except for three bored bellas Watchin telenovelas & a clownmouthed pink lipstick wearin Anciana from my building Who stops in with her dog to talk Only business on its feet appears to be The chinese takeout kitchen Which in addition to flippin Sweet n sour chicken & pork fried rice Has now diversified In order to embrace a wide Multicultural variety Of sh** you can fry Let me tell you You ain eaten Until you had platanos szechuan style straight out the wok with a little soy sauce don't think that sh** won't hit you off Cats go in there so much They know everybody's name address diet if he notice you ain orderin enough iron money throw some spinach in with your kung po shrimp no extra charge Even got free delivery For when you too treed up To walk a half a street up so it's no wonder styrofoam combination plate containers greased with emptysqueezed packets of duck sauce blow across the sidewalks of the block As coolbreeze dances With the merengue Jimmy's blastin on his box two a.m. & no callate silencio from viejos in windows no noise reports no cops plus when they do roll through they strangely cool all they say is quiet down or move it to the park I'm telling you Rita got a fat a** pa** the blunt damn it's still too goddamn hot wish mami'd sent me to summer camp like ramon Man f** that nasty colda** lake & f** ramon Tomorrow we gonna take a wrench to that fire hydrant & go swimmin citystyle