(ContraDiction)
Ok
It's time to make some room
We're all human, headed
For the tomb, and I call this life
Fast-paced, but the truth is it's zoom'n
It's spring and
The flowers' are blooming
The sky blue, the hours
Are ours for the use'n
Why be sour?
Use your power to improve it
I'm a tool of the movement -
Using what I do to keep
The flame of this oily smooth groove lit
I'm just a new kid whose
So damn ready to lose it
This beat might just do it
I'm chiller than a blizzard
But the sun is shining right through it
I keep positive
Like my pocket's stocked with protons
My craft is a raft
I'm Modest as a Mouse
When I float on
My sweet soul's wandering
Heat waves keep conjuring
Ghosts of good weather
Wondering whether to keep pondering
Ahh, what good did thought
Do an author of good-works?
I'm better off cough'n softly
And pa**ing a J to the Jerks
Cuz they all want the thrill of
A k** in the rap battle
But why have a race
When it's the same horse
That you and I saddle?