J Dilla - The Lovers Freestyle lyrics

[Verse: brandUn DeShay] I hope you're not wrong because dreams are often misinterpreted I was once a stencil, now a pencil because I sharpened it Put it to the college ruled paper Did my homework in the cla** where most of the kids in college drew for paper Put down your GPA and make me weigh it on a scale Of 1 to 4-point-O, it hardly seems fair Tell me what kind of major do I take up If I dream of being on magazines and fly, they'll shoot ya They got us programmed like computers They wanna see ones and O's, put down the greats like Brutus Put on the tape like screw it, I don't need CDs Cash, dollars, I don't even plan on having no seeds Unless they get in through a lot, food for thought Am I a big fish in a little pond or just food for sharks? I don't need to find out the hard way Go from number one in just a penny like Hardaway My dad said God'll save what's meant for me and what's meant to be So that's why I love sleep, so I can see it in my dreams Stay up until 3 A.M., just playing my music Channel through God like my ceiling flouorescent Restoring faith to the fans like I'm Rasputin Teaching them to black, don't mean you've got to act stupid The words are useful n***as don't compare me to the humans, I am just BrandUn DeShay and that's all that I am doing, my purpose is not certain But I'm certain that I will make waves like I'm surfing Find me channel surfing, no Pablo Pica**o If I'm not on your television, then that's a problem You got me? I just want to make music My only pa**ion, why is it so hard to understand this? This is what I'm doing, this is who I am Composing music until the day I am One hundred and ten years old, matter of fact with a ten-year-old That grew up and had his own ten-year-old Until I got tens of thousands of euros that I can give to charity and fluoros As much as I can, I hope that you know My soul and my pa**ion is so true It may be me and it's not so you So don't give your opinion if I ain't ask for it I just want to do my thing, not get cash for it They can pay me, but it's only going back to the people who need it The people who breathe in This music who can't live without it It's like carbon dioxide and oxygen, CO2, I can get Whatever I need, so whatever I bleed Is whatever you can take with you the day that I leave This earth, this body is worthless, when I get to Heaven, that's when I'll be perfect And that's certain, my purpose Is to lift up the lovers from the ground When all the fighters come around Like a hero, I can save you So, what's happening, little boy? What you saying? You want you a car? You want you the girls? You want you the money? You want you the world? Huh Well, good luck Be blessed I'm blessed