Oddjobs - Shore lyrics

Nomi: Running out of time so I'm running out the city Better check your mind while you're polishing your pennies A nickel bag of funk of a twenty sack of thought Rolling through the reverence piping like a scotch Taste the tainted evidence smells like a cop Where's my thesaurus? pawned at the shop Asian in the attic living at my mom's This is dedicated to dishwater palms People pump your fist till we beat the clouds A bullets like a train freedom bound 612 got the juice 718 bled the blues Who are you? I'm a s**er for love Left a tomgirl so she could play in the mud We all been there well I'm about to take it further A place where the price of k**ing is murder This melody brings back memories Mac and cheese to a wannabe G Post-puberty posting at the bus stop Drained battery head phones full of Headshots Old enough for jail and to drink like a whale There a fire in the forest and I've got an empty pail Run to the shore and fetch some water There's a ocean out there to calm the slaughter The tide keeps pushing me pushing me back to shore While I'm just trying trying to reach the ocean Crescent Moon: I try to cover new ground with each sound Emerged from down below the earth's surface unfound One round of Old E two rounds of mudslides Got me thinkin' I can sting and float like a bu*terfly Others try to take but I thought other wise I had to take 'em to another side of basic Let's take it baby step by the baby step By the shady rep to amount to not much or maybe less Been wookin' pa nub on all da wong spaceships Can't turn around your life until you face it I once had a friendship a bracelet replaced it Somehow he faded into the faces

Finally we made it a place that we can call home Somebody raped it I can smell the hatred on this microphone Write your poems stop trying to diss rhymes List nine reasons why I shouldn't get mine But yo, I'll just be patient wait until the laughter cease Then y'all can sit back and start laughin' at my next masterpiece After these messages I won't return For every one that learns there's twelve that ain't concerned Sticks and stones and microphones have been known to hurt your ego And I've been known to open new doors While you stand there looking through the peephole The tide keeps pushing me pushing me back to shore While I'm just trying trying to reach the ocean Nomi and Crescent Moon: Hey boy it's time to take a stand Hey girl you still lookin' for that man? It's like the reaper stole ya purpose before ya life As deeper in the pocket ya search for the dice We pollinate the microphone extract the nectar Been known to stand alone as the rose in the desert All I'll ever have is what my mama gave me And that's all I'll ever need, plus the keys to your Mercedes I never told a lie That's cuz I never asked you why Your soul's in a hole It must've fell from the sky I heard the pen is mightier than the sword So everybody grab a ballpoint and win a war Please lock us up and then throw away the words They shot us up with money d** and slurs Slurs d** money with us up shot they Just in case you interpret the wrong way I'm strange cuz that's me I'm strange outta principle Think it's strange you're afraid to be an individual People say I'm cynical maybe I'd be smilin' If the waves wouldn't keep pushing me to this island