Cryptic One - Why'sdaskyblue? lyrics

[intro] Atoms [Verse 1] I heard justice was blind when Uncle Sam f**ed her I heard she came when he whispered he loved her Young and naieve she thought nothing of it And respecting her, he thought nothing of it I just want to get my point across like Jezus So I look to the sky like Hey Zeus You got answers, Cause I got questions Fold my arms peep the clouds and receive lessons First we stopped stressin Then we learned mathematics and we count blessings, God At the age of 10 I picked up the pen Fire's pretty and it burns and I learned that then After school we were slap box And my man Terrence, he had jokes of whoever had loos sox See I'mma win this battle And later tonight your girl's gonna hear my love rattle Yes n***as it's dark outside It's so could your time time a died [Hook] You don't wanna dance with me, cause you a fake Cause I can do the wop and the snake And mess around and change my best steps Everytime the beat break You don't wanna dance with me, you a fake Cause I can do the wop and the snake And mess around and chance my best steps Everytime the beat breaks [Verse 2] It was asked before Lopez Her name was Taiwanda She went to IS 238 Suzanne B Anthony We called it B Tony If you cla** of '92 you should know me Jamaica High, that was my first cipher Everyday we slammed the mic like Bill Holiday with a rose in her hair At 6th grade my favorite wrestler was Rick Flair Remember Lee Patches and the Playboy ten tops And if you don't you could get figure four leglock If I was 12 I would backspin on you Shill 5 saturday morning karate This is win every videogame was 8-bit And you would get popped in your mounth for talking sh** I wrote this rhyme thinking of 50 Cents and Ashy Elbows Summertime nights and stairin out the window And if you hear gunshots you gonna hear a widow Cryin' five seconds apart like thunder and lightning (Know what I'm sayin, just put your feet on ice) [Hook] You don't wanna dance with me, cause you a fake Cause I can do the wop and the snake And mess around and change my best steps Everytime the beat breaks You don't wanna dance with me, cause you a fake I can do the wop and the snake And mess around and change my best steps Everytime the beat breaks "Yo V.A., pa** the mic for chrissake!" [Verse 3] Just me and my peers spittin' raps for years Sight for sore eyes, sound for sore ears Cause where I'm from they be like "run your coat black?" All I find the key in 10 seconds flat So I wouldn't do that, nuh Let me rephrase don't go there And you can not hold air Some of us knuckle up some got the shaddy Some do the Roger Rabbit with d** in the lobby And when the 5-O show the van They do the runnin' man I could never choose a side Until I saw the hustler's electric slide