Murs - Wise is the Way lyrics

[Hook - Eligh] - 2X Wise is the way of the walk Eyes in a gaze when we talk Rise from the stage, from the flame From lines in the sand to the street As long as I land on my feet Wise is the way [Verse 1 - Eligh] Brainiac dumb-dumbs bust the scientifical Pros to the course cause the force is centrifugal Metaphysical manifestation of gypsy tapestry Exiting the bus so I can gradually expose and behold Bellowing bottom in, bring your friends, I'll get 'em in That's what I'm here for, live and direct introspect for your peers In town for you to enlighten, see us get down with a mic and Peek it out from a tight end, I'm a full back, with a full-flow And a full bag full of dirty clothes Off the bus is exodus, I'm exiting the extra bus Extra-large impression Leave a piece of my energy anywhere, anyplace I step in Sounding like a diamond rhyming, my souls a secret weapon Release what we playing for the whole world to accept then Let it blow into the wind, Mother Earth will take it in Circulate it like a plague, a daily paper front page Another dawning of the age, another spawning of a rage Get on the bus.. [Verse 2 Intro - Scarub] Street-smart is the way I was taught From the words, what I do, to my talk The world is a stage, I'm criminal-minded Whether footprints in the sand or Adidas on the street I stay balanced on my feet [Hook] - 2X [Verse 2 - Scarub] 'Ey yo, We on a world-tour This type of trip it lasts a lifetime My life's a goldmine, stretching like a timeline I shall proceed and continue to write these rhymes and raw venues And with these sound waves keep it cracking like a fault line I send you with ingenuitive lyrics to-go In exchange for your time spent, the hottest show When my company flows, the fire in which we burn slow is competition We on a mission, not a small-time thing This years most beautiful-ist lyricist, freestyle or written Was composed by the crew with double "L" logos they lifting, YEA! Cars ride by with their booming system But what be missing is these legendary lyrics we spitting (We spitting) Concoct a rhyme like it was moonshine, homemade man Take a sip, and while your wasted it's ba** line and Fall deeper in love with that art form that keeps your heart warm Longing for more of that cla**ic-rap above the norm [Verse 3 Intro - Murs] G is the way of the walk Tell my homies throwing B's and them C's on the block Put a freeze on the Glock, please could we talk And put an end to the beef and have some peace on the streets? [Hook] [Verse 3 - Murs] See I'm sixty-nine inches above sea-level Ninety-three million miles above these devils Sound man be sabotaging levels in the club Cause they white-snake fans, no hip-hop love So I stay after shows, build with my fans Just in case they missed the flow I make sure they understand That I'm just another man trying to figure out life So I'm more than polite when they purchase merchandise Matter fact, "come and get it" cause it helps to keep me breaded And I hope that it shows in the shows when I'm sweating In some crazy-a** pants while I punk-rock dance 'Till your arms get sore from throwing up your hands And I really don't mind anything you want signed Cause my dudes back home, they out on the grind With some work and a nine, and about to do nine, with a baby due in nine months So why front? I stay humble Humble is the way of the walk when I stumble off stage and engage in a talk Yea, I'm paid for the props, but famous I'm NOT So when you see me on the streets go ahead and say PEACE [Hook] Repeat until end