Ray Jets - Piano Tones & Saxophones lyrics

[Verse 1: Ray Jets] I wish I was a trombone Rally thoughts out in rapid tones Wish I was a tuba Playing in quartets on grand beaches in Aruba But stuck in this sticky city Aggy black cats Thugs want to here shooting on the C.D Chill in my room of gloom Where I take roosts to noon Mum shouts up the stairs talking who ain't washed a spoon Word to K-West nothing but blues on the news Radio's doomed Choice tripping sold to the white man We sit back guilt tripping them like Barbra Streisand But my plan is golden Concrete the world, crack a rebirth Inspired moments like bouquets I'm holding I relax, sip stella, get maxed off fresh air Gaze at lights from my window, though it only be a sirens glare But country life to city nights how could you compare? Yh [Hook] Piano tones and Saxophones put me in the zone I just, I just, float with the soul Sometimes I prefer to be alone Not net, no text's no Telephones or hugs and goodbyes or hello's (x2) [Verse 2: Ray Jets] What up Ty were all here at your funeral The rooms a ocean I'm choking up but hold it We don't mind to drown We'll take some of that pain you felt for now That open casket had people falling apart the men try and mask it Guess you motivate me to reach my target So I Rap for my city Backstreets with freaks, roadsides are gritty Cla**ed as black thugs, we just picture pose for the committee Just another day C-heads graze Begging for change, ironic Bleeding out they nose But want money in they pocket Ain't tryna' be a prophet But rather helping hands than penny's out the wallet sh** back to my hobby Gotta' applaud my persistence Writers block had me kind of depressed Been chasing the 'Rorschach Test' for about a year at best Kind of blue like Miles Davis Trapped pa**ion and lust lost in equation Tell me how you relating I know you've been through some similar, parallel situations I'm here but I'm kind of vacant I'm out on Venus staring at the spaceships Flying I'm tired of the same old sh** Chicks nothing but a hit and miss And I'm far from eager It's too hard to please her It's like treason to my reasons for believing in screaming f** high maintenance b**hes Peace to my ex's and hoes All hugs and kisses Success is the only thing that I'm missing [Interlude] North side of the river side East side of the L-D-N Yh Yh [Hook]