Solo - Cloudstreet lyrics

[Verse 1, Nick Lupi] This dedicated to the on tour saviour Crafted by the creator Favoured by the creatives And paper, gla** or vapour Best friends with laziness And maybe I'll do it later But I've mastered my high I'm focused when I am faded It only sharpens my grind Takes me to that location Uncovers parts of my mind Go and ask all my neighbours A necessary part of the equation I could pa** it if you're waiting Just don't f** up that rotation Cos I'm heading to a place Where the music hits you deeper The meals taste better And my girls lips sweeter Where people come together With the twisting of the reefer You can set yourself free with the leaf, uh So if you see us, we run a muck If you got a tab then we can run it up Live, till we see the sun coming up Light up, we just being funny c*nts Deal money bundled up under the Bed just like a trundle bun We in our own lane they can come to us All that sh** you're saying Man that don't mean none to us Talk our own slang cos it's fun to us sh** I'd only dream when I was younger I can see in front of us Roll something up [Verse 2, Solo] Now many claim to roll the trumpet up But we rock up With something looking like a f**ing blunderbuss The type that'll blow straight to your head Like an uppercut And we about to send it around the room Till it's reaching every single one of us Now I feel the buzz seep into my bloodstream Giving me sight to see what was unseen My mind hazy my stomach is so hungry I'm straight Humpty-Dumpty Letting this skunk numb me So we gather round tight in a circle And we pack in the energy Past if off to he or she who's standing To the next of me First time trying just a different memory Now this is my therapy I'm attracted by the action of the ritual The intake got me thinking critical Ignoring storm warning Like the song say, Cheech and Chong say Take two of these Pa** to the left like Beyonce And call me in the morning [Chorus, Solo] I'm not lost I'm just not here It's all my own design Floating through the atmosphere What I've learnt could blow your mind So we put it in the air Any time Anywhere It's how we do on by From up here see it all so clear Cloudstreet got me feeling fine Got me feeling fine Got me feeling fine It got me feeling fine, yeah It got me feeling fine [Verse 3, Jimmy Nice] Criminal minded Lifted out of my mind and That faded that my old lady Couldn't pick me out of a line up Without my nightly spliff Said my sh** is out of alignment Climbing in and out of consciousness Got these doctors advising Street level pharmacist Anonymously prescribing Medicine I've been burning Keep Ventolin on my person At all times Cos I've been asthmatic since like Four or five and Only son of a nurse Who would tell me her tragic findings In order to keep me enlightened Or even better frightened Too late like all my a**ignments Court is bored on consignment My breath is short and I'm tight In the chest so I'm on autopilot Smooth on every terrain like We four wheel driving Keep that sh** all in mind While you hearing these verses And you're the high one Puffing joints in front of that joint That you bought your Thai from Kids from that Krylon era Getting our rhyme on Dedicated to those Dedicating to getting their vibe, gone [Chorus] Storm coming You can see it in the clouds Zig-zags on me homie I can see it out There's a Storm coming You can see it in the clouds Zig-zags on me homie I can see it out