Any Day

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[Qwell:]
 Rain shine, was fate denied by state time
 Ya caged ryhmes contain rage behind gang signs
 Remember chickens spittin' game at you
 I'm prayin' wit a flow, when you get home I'm fixin' gang tatoos
 Forget stress, yes I'll accept the charges
 Armed wit curse words and verses to get the guards pissed
 I dropped out since we last spoke (what!?)
 Commisary, so it sucks son, we all grown up
 Fa sho, growin' up was tough more drugs then luck
 Fuck a thuggie gettin' bucked you can roll wit us
 No more holdin' in stolen trucks
 Roll to dunkin' donoughts, where po po n' folks can both hold nuts
 Flame up say ya name n' now the whole gangs smoked
 N' swear to moms, I'll quit spittin' to get ya chains broken
 Ya name is spoken openly
 Remember holdin' dreams of bein' dope, yo son they quotin' me
 Still the same witty poetry, grown n' smokin' weed
 How can we be broke when the city owes us sleep
 Or at least a peace of mind, crime was stealin' youth from you
 Or who could allude you would'a grew inside a human shoe
 There's truth and this troop both sent me to get you
 The issue's how windows ain't mirrors when we miss you
 More Tatoos, then nights at home
 Rockin' this one for you this is your microphone
 [Chorus:]
 [Denizen Kane:]
 Life (ah) too fruit to see, to leave root for you to see
 [Qwell:]
 Unique, never enuch, cause stress ain't new to me
 Life(ah) too fruit to see, to leave root for you to see
 I'm unique, never eunch, cause stress ain't new to me
 (Eunch is pronouced Yoo-Nick)
 [Denizen Kane:]
 See I belive in the beloved below the skin, so forgive me if I sin
 Skimming the surface before I burrow in
 I've been out of this to rub wit the red hands of my fear
 So it's just you and belaa, risin' into the clear
 Blue, who knew eyes could see so far from up here
 Tote, skimmin' the green heads of tree tops under god knows where
 Ya sweet do't leave now, or drop like an autmn
 Stay wrapped in my hand like a thorn esacped blossoms
 Of, red in my palms, now they match my father
 Skippin' then stains outta rich mans pants and lipsticollas
 Hollerin' to moms about the babble-o-bills and loans again
 They gather on the kitchen table, cat shatters
 They figured they whisper the other day, about the son who was away to date
 The whole store was spreadin', you wishin' the laundry would just wash away
 Moms fingers full of stiches, mouth full of pins
 Mubbles yes, enter quick request to god with pursed lips
 My sons, I lost'em under the rush of adolesence
 To impatience pussy pens, funny cigarettes for a lessons
 But if she saw me now, with the blade of a smile, nestled in my fluttery wrist
 Never repeddle way' my metal
 And knew that gods admissions are both open and free
 And that he slowed the medics down, the rivers too fast for me
 N' edits and re-writes we askith pleasith the human thesis
 Any day I'll be embedded in a perfect sentnece please believith
 [Chorus]
 [Qwazaar:]
 Life(ah) to the fruit to the sea, then lead the root for you to see
 [Denizen Kane:]
 I'm unique, never eunch, cause stress ain't new to me
 Life(ah) to the fruit to the sea, then lead the root for you to see
 I'm unique, never eunch, cause stress ain't new to me
 [Qwazaar:]
 Yo, when I reminisce, I don't remember timbalnds, nothing but pearl wings
 Rockin'em wit wit the tongues hangin' outta the front wit no strings
 Wit no whites on, yo we frontin' wit fake gold rings
 No gold chains, just house keys on shoe strings
 So how does anybody sleep on a featherless pillow
 With the worlds weight across the shoulder blade tryna smother hope
 It's foolish pride, these devils they'll surely try to split you
 And force you to sign over ya soul scribin' in physical
 Well in a constant conflict, cofidence against incompitence
 Tryna grasp the context of lifes concepts
 That little bitter peice that I need indeed I'll search for it
 I try to ignore time, but I can't afford it
 Smokin' weed, thinkin' I surely need employment to feed my spoiled kid
 Never been characterized as the type to avoid his choices
 Sow now I sacrafice life, the mic's in good faith
 But not a penny saved, hopin' to blow like any day

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Duration
03:53
Key
3
Tempo
91 BPM

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