Kawann Shockley - The Grandpop's Paradox lyrics

O'hene: Yo, you ever just have a weird dream or nightmare? Have you ever had a weird dream or nightmare? Y'all tell me. Sort of like this one right here. I don't know man. Crazy. I don't know about, like this one. Anyway, let Him be praised Verse 1: Listen to these lyrics doc And experience how I lived the theory of the grandfather's paradox Time travel, to way back in time Grandpop was in the shop ‘bout to meet grandma Handsome dude in a suit decently pressed co*ked his hat to the side just like Eliot Ness Dude was phat with socks and shoes to match His suit and hat, no not the usual cat How do I approach a man that big And tell him I'm his grandson when the man's yet to have kids? What's more, it would have to be I That the guy's twenty-three and I'm twenty-five But somehow I get the courage to talk to this boy ‘bout how I came from the future and things I saw He ain't believe me of course, he thought I was off Even the janitor was laughing while he was mopping the floor At that moment my grandmother walked through the door Looking as pretty and as young as I'd ever saw Grandpop was impressed, so was my grandmother I could tell by the way that they glanced at each other ‘What's your phone number?' he asked, she laughed, alas I'm thinking to myself, ‘at last,' all I gotta do now is play cupid But the next move I made was straight stupid I forgot that the floor was wet I slipped into a jar of pickles that fell on the floor and guess Yes, it made a mess, I'm worried to d**h And grandma left ‘cause pickle juice was all on her dress O'hene (talking to himself): Wake up. Yo O'hene man, wake up! Verse 2: Grandpop ran to the door for his would-be missus Pissed at me ‘cause he ain't get the digits Now this is ridiculous, I'm all shook up What is to become of me if they don't hook up? I decided to time travel to '78 To Virginia, St. Joseph's, my birthdate I was looking at the wall for the charts at the time For Denise C. Shockley, that was my mom It was strange and I started going insane The nurse told me no one had checked in under that name I went out to the front door, stood out in the rain Hoping my mother would check in but she never came Time travel again, this time to North Philly To New Kirk, where all my young boys will be I saw my boys, there were three not four When I moved to the block, I became the fourth boy I watched ‘em play sports, this time they cut it short It wasn't even, it was only three of ‘em If I was there, we'd probably play to the evening Leaving so late, we'd go home and get a beating On the way home they got jumped by some kids From my old neighborhood that I grew up with And that's a trip O'hene: That's really a trip, that's really a trip. Anyway, pinch this kid man. Get up yo. Sitting there having… Somebody pinch him? Verse 3: Time travel to Ghana, you won't believe me It's my aunt Sela**ie and my uncle Stevie I hope they'll be happy to see me I've been through a lot I just want to come home and watch tv I'm standing at the gate and the car pulls up I'm saying to myself, ‘hope this ain't no more stuff' Then the kid jumps out and he's yelling, ‘look dad' Showing uncle Stevie his new book bag So I took that as a sign Either that kid's face is mine or I'm out of my mind I proceeded to attack him, aunt Sela**ie yelled, ‘help!' Her bodyguard came out for backup I knew I couldn't fight that nut so I backed up And dashed out the front thinking to myself, ‘that s**s' It couldn't get worse Until I ran into my favorite teacher Mr. Armoire[?] from Rich Church[?] Who made claims that he didn't remember me Is this the end of me or maybe his memory? It's gotta be his memory (O'hene: Sir, you sure you don't remember me?) Yo, he went back to the cla**room The desk that I used to sit at was empty Maybe i'm in the bathroom I watched as the cla** wrote mad notes With only Ebenezer in the cla** to crack jokes The recess bell rang and cats stayed in Because the weather was bad, it was raining I watched as they played in Knowing about this time I'd be rapping to entertain them But I was nowhere to be found O'hene (to himself): Nope, nope, nowhere to be found. Dag. You obviously dreaming. You wake up Verse 4: After all this searching and all this hurting Yo, I'm sure I can trust one person (maybe two) Time travel, now to 2003 Maybe my wife and daughter will remember me When I walked in the house it looked different It wasn't the same house I lived in What's up with this, kid I ran to my daughter's room, and it was weird All the Winnie The Pooh stuff on the wall had disappeared I'm getting scared, nah, I'm getting mad Who would redo my daughter's room, it was Trav[?] Then my wife walks in with Deedee and Nicole But they looked startled, they just see me and they roll I started thinking about all the time-traveling That is when the mystery started unraveling I thought about hip-hop and what it would be All the would-be emcees I never would teach How I never hooked up with Black[?] So he could dominate gospel rap and have a pa**ion for that How I never met Blay or Play And got to talk with Micheal Coard about rap all day Mel took his beat back home, it turned into a metronome And the idea went back in his dome I looked in the mirror like, ‘yo what is this?!' But who am I talking to? I don't exist