(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?