Peni Iredale (Boss Eagle) - Sound lyrics

Sound Monday's I'm hatching the plan Tuesday's are like grain's of sand Wednesday's I'm handling the sound Thursday's I'll be well renowned Friday's I'll take to the battle ground At the weeks end I'll have you in my arms under my arms Watch me come alive toward the award We'll stand in this land for the common demand Look through the hour gla** counting grains of sand call collect another 50 grand in the bank the fans I thank I spit it straight home run steppin' up to the plate Create my own fate eye's n ear's see n hear Now I know you can relate learn't my lessons from the great The finishers from the team now the lord officiates the states of mind is it a game hearin' the name from the spirit of fortune N fame trying to check the rep Im a vet no regret up n down here n gone like a sunset Monday's I'm hatching the plan Tuesday's are like grain's of sand Wednesday's I'm handling the sound Thursday's I'll be well renowned Friday's I'll take to the battle ground The cream of the crop is seasonal of somethin' original unbeatable weeps like a willow up my flow from zero to hero Nice n slow i grow steady I'm the light the indigo withe shade to steady my geronimo I'm a star with gramatical repitoire Values can bruise speak the truth rocking the groove light the fuse win or loose choose to cruise pay my dues Rappin' in the booth I transfuse prove i rattle n roll in two's call on Zue's n familiar statues to make the necesary moves Monday's I'm hatching the plan Tuesday's are like grain's of sand Wednesday's I'm handling the sound Thursday's I'll be well renowned Friday's I'll take to the battle ground Sound