Tom Solar - Pick Me Up, I'm High (Pt. 2) lyrics

Oh please, just award this one thing gorgeous. You're looking good tonight... [Verse 1: Tom Solar] Yes I been running, wanting to sound tough Calling a sound bluff on myself, when I dealt that deck I learned a little sum sum How to bump bump individual funk funk, spilt a bit of redundant Then I broke out my shell, fell for the self-proclaimed realest But see I realized it ain't my type of realness I got to build this sound from the ground up if i want it to surround towns with the healing I'm down to inhale, but the main rule's important Make sure what I inhale is more pure than potent Almost died twice, zero times did I note this I notice that I could save a life because I wrote this History of hospitalization in the open More than four people know the road that I been roaming through Hoping for a future with a success rate for coping higher than ten percent - this is the main dream The reason I am soaking in cornucopias of sin Trying to sort them through the focus of a friend Not to condemn them, nor to mend or end them Just to let them in, re-lens, then send them back to the people, to see the E without lies Mama don't pick us up, we getting by I cannot speak black, I cannot speak brown But I can speak me, and I will speak now To survive [Hook: Tom Solar] Award this, award this Just award this one thing X2 [Verse 2: Tom Solar] To: lil' Tom, from: big Tom Keep on solopoloing on and on and on and on There ain't no premium for happiness, the happyless are the oldest to know this You should know this They used to smile upon on your clothes They used to smile upon the fact that you would never call mommas' daughters hoes The way you came with different flows on the nose, in the knows about sh** they couldn't sense, running ever since Certain substances gave you sustenance you never felt You stuffed yourself with them until you fell, well now what?Where does the power leak from to show you what you need to be to get to where I speak from? None but love live where you bleed from Don't believe the hype, don't believe the chieftain Please retrieve your allegiance to religion, even if you're reaching geezedom, teach them No narration for your nation, so you gotta jot it Sing it down to the crowd, tell them bout the frost, got it? A cosmonaut you are at heart, pop the bubble you been in Venture out of hubble view, for the double-u [Hook: Tom Solar] Award this, award this Just award this one thing X4 Na-na-na-na Na-na, Na-na-na Na-na Ooh I feel the funk inside of me, ooh ooh ooh