Hello Blew Skies

[Verse 1: SkyBlew]
Hello, Blew Skies
How ya doin’?
Seen it’s been a long time since we last tuned in
Back at it again, it’s our reunion
I’m a big boy, I don’t whine like communion, yeah
I’m from the city of flight
I want this all in my life
I’m tryna shine through the darkness
Flow in the light
So I’m bright, of thoughts coming out of my brain
Remind you of Einstein with a lyrical mind
I bring it back like rewind
Got no time to recline
See it’s souls I gotta reach
I got my heart on the line
Never fell for a pretty face
I know what it take
Not talkin’ ‘bout Kit Kat but give me a break
If everybody wanna rap, tryna get on my name
Then nobody stands out
Evеrybody’s the same
But I got a plan
And I know it’ll work
In a crowd of all black, I wear a bright Blеw Shirt

[Chorus: SkyBlew]
Hello, Blew Skies
I know it’s been oh so long, and
You won’t believe all the places I have gone
So I grab my pen and
Throw my backpack on and
Expand my mind
And go to the place I call my zone

[Verse 2: SkyBlew]
I’m faster than a second
I get up on it, I wreck it
My chain will leave you neckless
No bank can check this
No slowing down on the gas
I mash and I spit reckless
That means that I don’t crash
Talk about bull, then that means it’s crap
See, my words will Saran you (what?)
It’s a wrap
See, it’s a dream that I strive for
To the point I’m staring at it until my eyes sore
People hear my songs and they say ‘nice work’
You say I’m cool
That’s just the tip of the iceberg
I’m flowing at a steady speed so people remember me
Looking at my Destiny while building a legacy
Folks say I’m heavenly ‘cause I’m with the clouds
It’s just that I try to stand out from the in-crowds
Transition to a pro from a starter
SkyBlew will crush your whole roster

[Verse 3: Kdotmills]
I got my cleats on
Each poem deeper than the next
I keep my queens close like I’m swinging for the nets
To each one, teach one
I bring it to cassettes
And speak like the heat’s on
Rapper hot as heck
Fahrenheit, grab the mic, strike it like a match
Illuminate like candlelight when the torch is passed
Ain’t no lookin’ back
Cats is in my hindsight, tryna catch up to my flame, but they in my shadow like
Like… a candle in the sun
You wanna be the bullet or you wanna be the gun?
Wanna keep it real or you wanna sell records?
Future rap legends gotta answers these questions
Tryna run housing like a business so respect it
Tryna write records but the beats feel neglected
Tryna get paid but I need y’all to check it
I had to make it rhyme just so y’all would get the message