Oh please, just award this one thing gorgeous. You're looking good tonight...
[Verse 1: Tom Solar]
Yes I been running, wanting to sound tough
Calling a sound bluff on myself, when I dealt that deck I learned a little sum sum
How to bump bump individual funk funk, spilt a bit of redundant
Then I broke out my shell, fell for the self-proclaimed realest
But see I realized it ain't my type of realness
I got to build this sound from the ground up if i want it to surround towns with the healing
I'm down to inhale, but the main rule's important
Make sure what I inhale is more pure than potent
Almost died twice, zero times did I note this
I notice that I could save a life because I wrote this
History of hospitalization in the open
More than four people know the road that I been roaming through
Hoping for a future with a success rate for coping higher than ten percent - this is the main dream
The reason I am soaking in cornucopias of sin
Trying to sort them through the focus of a friend
Not to condemn them, nor to mend or end them
Just to let them in, re-lens, then send them back to the people, to see the E without lies
Mama don't pick us up, we getting by
I cannot speak black, I cannot speak brown
But I can speak me, and I will speak now
To survive
[Hook: Tom Solar]
Award this, award this
Just award this one thing
X2
[Verse 2: Tom Solar]
To: lil' Tom, from: big Tom
Keep on solopoloing on and on and on and on
There ain't no premium for happiness, the happyless are the oldest to know this
You should know this
They used to smile upon on your clothes
They used to smile upon the fact that you would never call mommas' daughters hoes
The way you came with different flows on the nose, in the knows about sh** they couldn't sense, running ever since
Certain substances gave you sustenance you never felt
You stuffed yourself with them until you fell, well now what?Where does the power leak from to show you what you need to be to get to where I speak from?
None but love live where you bleed from
Don't believe the hype, don't believe the chieftain
Please retrieve your allegiance to religion, even if you're reaching geezedom, teach them
No narration for your nation, so you gotta jot it
Sing it down to the crowd, tell them bout the frost, got it?
A cosmonaut you are at heart, pop the bubble you been in
Venture out of hubble view, for the double-u
[Hook: Tom Solar]
Award this, award this
Just award this one thing
X4
Na-na-na-na Na-na, Na-na-na Na-na
Ooh I feel the funk inside of me, ooh ooh ooh