Writing in the Sky (Bonus)

(Write your name across the sky)

It's hard to find yourself sometimes ya know?

(Write your name across the sky)

But if you write your name in the sky you always see yourself

(You're a genie in disguise)

So I want everybody to... lay back and look in the sky

(You're a genie in disguise)

And see their names

(and...)

They say a diamond is a girl's best friend

I guess my best friend is a diamond cause she's my girls best friend

They say a dog is a man's best friend

I guess my bitch has a diamond flea collar necklace

Life is Tetris, you gotta find the best fit

Mistakes build up so much there's no exit

Too many mistakes, the game over

I make mad mistakes every time I ain't sober

Mary Jane came over and drove me insane

Over and over again, Notice the name?

Smoking it softened the pain

Focused on the wrong things

This song brings harmony to all these small things

Charles sees far too many flaws, but he can't change uh

So many people out to get me, but can't name em

Got the mind of a pistol, but I can't aim it

A real black republican, no campaigning

Hip Hop died but she put me in her will

That's why I'm cocky not looking for a deal

But I told HchO "Don't ever forget"

You better be right about this Demevolist shit

My mom thinks I'm a black sheep

Bitches try to get at me

Want to be in the back seat just so they can grab me

I shit on em and that be exactly the reason they want to get they man to come clap me

Its wack see, but it's my life

And it's something I die

Puffin the la, watch the smoke float up to the sky

They hate the truth, but they love you in lies

I'm justified, feelin like Justin inside

My best friend Tyrone, won't leave me alone

Musically he found his zone

He wanna make mad hits

I wanna make classics

He feels my sample and its bad shit

If you wanna make money, then stop with all that shit

Fuck doing it for the money I want a whole track list

Then it's some mad sick shit

Lasting in the memory of every hip hop head

Do it endlessly, in this industry you gotta stand out

E.g. every time that 2Pac would say Hennessey

But back to this rapping shit

I'm always made to feel inadequate, the man on stage

But I'm a nobody after it, the spotlight fades

But I'm still chasing after it, the jack of only one trade

Damn right, I mastered it

Sha-Leik , the nigga for the mixing and the mastering

Three's and space bars and the occasional accident requiring apple+z

Mistakes I just kept em, make an excuse for em

Or make the whole world accept em

Whatever it takes to make a hypnotizer record

I wish I had the poetic skills, of my man Kesed

Wish I knew a woman who was artistic

Who could give me head, let me beat and still teach me a lesson

I guess I got a spoken word fetish, get it?

Uh, uh, I guess I got a spoken word fetish

Look In The Sky