Something To Sing About

[Verse 1]
Laying down the foundation, here’s something to build on
Even though it took weeks, I’m still strong
You quick to pull your pants down and penetrate a girl
But slow to take care of what you bring into the world
Excuse me if I’m preaching, I just hope my water leak in
To your mind where your soul constantly reaching
Out for somebody who gon’ hit you with that real
Who ain’t gon’ sell they soul for a million dollar deal
Want this song in my phone when I was walking home
Some people put everything off just to be on
They call me a loser but I always win
See it’s death to the reaper now my smirk turn grin
Try walking in my shoes, I know my feet small
But I still walk like I’m seven feet tall
I’m tryna live my life right and earnestly
‘cause it’s not over when you die, you still got eternity

[Chorus]
Everyday I get up to get down
They can’t stand us so so so sit down
Hit ‘em with metaphors, give ‘em something to think about
Beautiful song, here’s something to sing about

Everyday I get up to get down
They can’t stand us so so so sit down
Hit ‘em with metaphors, give ‘em something to think about
Beautiful song, here’s something to sing about

[Verse 2]
Sample in falsetto, I’m a child of the ghetto
Tryna crack the code of the [?]
Mom see my dream when she look in my eyes
Even when it’s dark she still see her son in the sky, why?
The ashes still fall as the wind blows
And I can feel your pain through the windows
The wind knows the world is full of people
Look, we ain’t gotta divide to be equal
Give me a pen, a dope beat and tablet
That’s all I need, my sound wreaks havoc
To show the world evidence that I flow with pestilence
To infiltrate your residence for all the dead presidents
Rain drops tears of the Lord, Da Cypha on the boards
Making your producer sound bored
And we getting press like [?]
We stand for everything so we don’t fall for nothing

[Chorus]
Everyday I get up to get down
They can’t stand us so so so sit down
Hit ‘em with metaphors, give ‘em something to think about
Beautiful song, here’s something to sing about

Everyday I get up to get down
They can’t stand us so so so sit down
Hit ‘em with metaphors, give ‘em something to think about
Beautiful song, here’s something to sing about