OakeleyDoakeley - HAPP3N N0W lyrics

A communist dreamer lent Lennon everything Life handed me lemons; she don't know I stole her ring Probably give it back when I'm a chart-topping king Still a filthy street rat pickpocket that can sing Hip-hopping, kick my feet, I supply the earth's beat Ask me why, it's the heat, ask me how, I'm discreet Your life is a joke not a secret you should keep; Tell the whole world. You can sow, I'ma reap Kinda too slow for me. I expect to be Known in my hometown. Screw it, all three: Spanish Town, Brooklyn, and the LBC My renown will extend across the seven seas Pirates of the carib; new booty nightley Whoever fights me will find their a**ault failing Assailants who cannot ascertain my prevalence Need not refrain from their constant hatemailing I want the attention. I need the recognition Learned so much cuz of my penchant for listening Hearing prayers in the air as well as cynics' wishing My sharp wit dulls. They think the point is missing They don't see the lines I can draw from my visions In between them, the context I am given is a present-day prison Everyone's on d**h row; I'm the only one living This is Jimmy's world, don'tchya know? I have risen Gotta go, I'm on a mission. Watch me glisten I am gold. I'm a diamond. I am dying Sip some red rum while I'm shining Is this a nickel, son? Don't gimme Jack if you wilding Brains go splat like Gak, so vibrant How can you not like that? It sounds good on my end Whatchu wanna hear? Fans could be friends, it depends who's near Acceptance of the sounds; from tolerance to fear The recklessness of youth is why I never pay the fare Can't put me on the rear of the bus; back of the mind Am I the song you still hear? Don't fuss if you find I am the artist of the year for every year hence I still make something, who cares if it makes sense Or makes sixpence and I'm still none the richer? Life is suspense; I got a part in this thriller You say scope the details; check the big picture Wind in my boat's sails as the starlight flickers I'm pulled outta frame, can you tell why they picked ya? Step outta the Cage, Nic, quick light the wicker Man, spit flames, ignite the land quicker An earth ablaze; I'm that hot. Electrifying; zap, shock Hear me crackle, snap, pop Yoda-like with language; topoeia onomat Can you see that what I got is exactly what you need? Cuz you can chop your words without mixing what you mean Your magic is real, you just gotta believe Dreams happen now, life happens when I leave