Gemstones

[Intro: Mod Sun]

Haha..

Look up

This that real natural shit

Ay Mod Sun

Yeah, check it out

Uhh yeah

[Verse 1: Mod Sun]

And I've had dirty finger nails, since we started this thing

They said if you work like a slave then you could live like a king

Got me feeling like Bukowski, gotta let my bird sing

Man until they know my message from L.A. to Beijing and

I ain't stopping, no no I ain't stopping

You can see it in my eyes I live all these lines that I'm dropping

Little gemstones, heal your mind, body and soul

You gon' make it home I swear you not in this shit alone

GO

I gave you my minutes, took away all the limits

All the bad times diminish, we get enough of the critics

Smoking good up in Venice, do what we want they gon' let us

We're weirdos but they gon' get us, they got no genre to fit us

Uhh yeah

But ain't that how the story go

On the road, on the train, bout for glory though

They say the less the talk, more you know

I'm deciding making history before I go

[Bridge: Mod Sun]

Let your mind breathe

Forget about the time please

Forget about the places you ain't at

And focus on the present situation

What does every line mean?

Wipe the past off, take your mask off

How high do I get before I blast off

Does everyone broke it to take that cast off

And if I rap about the right thing

Well then is that soft?

[Verse 2: Mod Sun]

These are questions that I'm out here asking on the reg

Never had to beg, you see I do my own thing

Let em do the talking I don't ever have to brag

A million people left inside this world for me to thank

And I'ma thank em too.. mark my words

They smoke to mod sun just to calm they nerves

Been looking for some light then I'ma end that search

I walk the same way, guess it started at birth

And I be on some other shit hovering

Man they ducking, they covering

Heard em say fuck the world man and I just be loving it

I'm the opposite of fold for the mold

Whether bout to serve the dopest ever

So call me a dope dealer, show stealer

OH SHIT

Bout to show you who I thought I was

Had a buzz, did the drugs, never rapped about it cuz

If I did it I did it for the right reasons

Open up a door knob, talkin' bout no fucking door to the demons

I'm on the sunny side, grass is green and they down the ride

You smoke wit me, stoner girl? Then you bonafide

On my life, I was thinking that I'm wishing

Now I know its the truth and so I'm simply introducing

This is Mod Sun, to the hundredth degree

Oh yeah you got a poppin' song but you ain't fuckin' with me

All the critics bout to get it I mean literally

I too, can sound like every other rapper in the industry but

[Outro: Mod Sun]

What a shame that that would be

As something that catastrophe

They chasing after strategy

I'm chasing after masterpiece

Been hearing so much blasphemy

Remember when they laughed at me

What what (what what)

That's what made me who I am

And so I'm thankful for that, grateful for that

Yo matter of fact, I think the abstract

Just came at me ten fold

And this ain't even a album track

I'm just killing time until the plaques

And the old, he just said that the new me is back

It's Mod Sun