Sorry If I'm to busy on the top, first stop, take your time
Cause I want to make sure your good side won't survive
Take to shoots, now I got alcohol in my vein to feel the beat gon' drop
I sit down and I contemplate all the sights of freedom
Lately I've been driving on the road with no other way to left it no
I see the clouds looking down , our head beyond the ground
Feel the vibe, feel the sound trumbling all away the underground
Ice cream that is melting on my mouth, that girl that no needs to speak aloud
Let go her proud
That turht that it had no basement , now I see how her life has changed...
You feel me?
I ain't never felt that pretty, really?
Pretty thoughts on my box that nobody is feeling
Consuming smoke thru my vein, feeling the same sh**...
Live life to the fullest, live life to the best
Sweat going down my mind is time to auto respect ( yeah )
And I see them coming , worrying about the flashback
No tag , she's a grownth woman , she stays on the laid-back, and It's a fact
I know she never do it , she pull off the crowd pulled away her throne and her crown
Better throw the mask finish the task ( too late ? )
Better let go the bullsh** off your brain
Build your own game
Bring those cold lines flowers to their pain
Chorus ( Ella )
Oh bring flowers to the pain
Bring flowers to the pain
Bring flowers oh bring flowers to the pain x2
This is it we are over exposed to the hit of the climax
We are the witness of our acts, dreams that came between us
Admist this atmosphere
Love that came from nowhere , stories that we can relate
f** the fake f** the system is our time
We shall not listen to the worst let the boss decide our glory
Cause today nobody will loose, time to build our story
Chorus
Ella ella, surrounded with no fellas fellas , working hard
Tribute to J Dilla
Rest in beats