Sintax.The.Terrific - Shirt Sleeve lyrics

{*scratched: "My love is audio"*} [Verse 1] I love the half moon; it gives me something to look forward to It teaches me to wait upon the Lord before I move And I love the bu*terfly cause he used to walk the earth Gives me hope that one day I can spread my wings for what it's worth And I love the tortoise shell; it's a place to be alone And I love the porpoise tail cause it gets to sail the sea And, yo, I love the sea; it's bigger than my ego And it swallows me completely like the canyon eats the echo And, yo, I love the metro, it brings us all together With a popper in the windshield they mince words for the better And maybe I like cheddar but I like to call it blessings Cause it's got nothing to do with what I drive or how I'm dressin' And I love a broken pot; it's probably learned a lesson But it wants to keep us guessing so we'll learn it on our own And I love a good book cause you can look into the author Like a cup is just a place to pour the solstice of the potter I love a rocking chair; it makes me feel old fashioned Like a can of Daper Dan when I'm asking "How's my hair?" And, yo, I love a mirror cause it always tells the truth But it's got nothing to say about the soul inside of you I love the ink black eyes of a cow because they're quiet And I wonder if there's thinkin' between the blinkin' of the eyelids And, yo, I love the water as it peaks into a whitecap And slaps against the shore as if to say "I'm goin back" And I love a quiet night, eating pizza with my wife Cause It proves we love each other more than life, word up I love Osama Bin Laden cause he was made in God's image And no matter what he does we're called to love him just the same And it's a shame we can't see it, how to put our faith in practice Like a palette full of paints who never gets to press the canvas I love the whippoorwill cause it likes to sing the blues And laments up on the fence about the choices that we choose So I bought a clay myrtle cause I thought it made me happy But I learned that being happy's something more than just a tree It's family and future and obedience to my maker And sometimes writing dope rhymes that skip across the fader [Hook] X 2 Yo, I'm a sensitive man; I wear my heart on my sleeve And these are just a few of my favorite things So I invite you to see what it means to be me But only ask that you walk lightly when you step in my dreams [Verse 2] Yo, I love J-Treds; he always sticks the landing And he taught me that the clever seldom ever get respect And I love catchin' rec with my crew outside of Denny's Cause their words are good food when my tank is feelin' empty I love the milk crate, the beat break library Where the weary lay their burdens down on wax for heads to carry And I love it when you barely catch the clutch before it tarries Off the topic that cypher said, for sure, would set you free I love my baggy jeans, hangin below my hips Cause they represent pop sentiment and how I never fit I love the record skip cause life is never perfect And reminds me that summit makes the climb worth it Love 30 bar verses, kids that rhyme with purpose Being nervous before a show, knowin' you haven't rehearsed The local record shop that stocks independent hip-hop And hits me on the celly when the latest jem drops I love piano drops, jazz loops, and rim shots Its samples in hip-hop that make my heart beat stop I bought an 840 to pull my pa**ion down on Zip disc Exchanging french kisses with my mic to show my interest But life is not a wish list, it's better to give than get gifts So I wish for everybody all that you're in love with [Hook] X 3 [Verse 3] I love Your name cause it's the highest and nobody can deny it Rip the flyest title, takin' false gods and beat biters I love the wall writers; sprayed your peace before we hit it Sent end to end burners back to the lab for more revision Love the records that You're spinnin', music for righteous livin' Got the tightest turntablist itchin' to feel your scratchin' I love Your foot action; break your body, save us all You were the first b-boy before these toys could even crawl I love Your "yes ya'll"s, "don't stop"s, and breaking dawns It's Your same stage presence, when You call, heads respond Love Your patience: it's long, salvation cause it's my song Your pa**ion for Your people cause Your mercy's never gone I'm a sensitive man, I wear my heart on my sleeve Hard rocks break before the body that bleeds Cause I love You I love You [Hook variations until end] Deepspace 5 team Sintax the Terrific Love God, your neighbor Then love yourself {*scratched: "My love is audio"*}