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• Artiste: Blueprint
• Titre: The Clouds
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My momma see the clouds and wonder when she getting there | Like she done done it all, looking up at heavens' stairs | Everybody's time coming, better get prepared | I see the clouds and feel at home, cause my head is there | Life is but a dream, live if fore it disappear | The parade will pass you by if you sit and stare | My mans told me that my talent levels very rare | But just having talent aint enough to get you there | While you was out there chasing girls and drinking beer | Somebody else was out there really getting theirs | You gotta turn it up if you wanna win this year | I said “Hell yeah. That's all I need to hear” | My bio says Ohio, I handle business here | Athough I aint been inspired by it in a year | Too tired of the infighting with my peers | While our mouths was running, the art was sitting still | All this beef only stops us from getting bread | We just getting by, we never get ahead | Consider this rhyme the realest shit I ever said | gotta go for mine cause I ain't got 50 years | All we wanna do is talk about shoes and gear | Sounding like chicks talking about their nails and hair | I guess it's easier than talking about what's really there | We lost three Columbus icons within a year | So I ain't about to do the same record, different year | I used to be in that lane, but now I'm steering clear | I ain't gassed up, I'm just switching gears | Cause in this game going slow won't get you anywhere | I want the illest crib even though I'm barely here | I ride through the flyest neighborhoods just to stare | Feeling like I can't chill until I'm living there | If you feel me let me see a finger in the air | Every year I swear the haters get more vocal | Dudes is calling me fake because I'm not social | But this can come to an end if I'm not focused | So if it aint about the biz then it's not important | I don't care about the after-party that you hosting | I don't care about the softwhite and who snorts it | I don't care about the fist fight and who caught it | Cause at the end of the day, man that's all gossip | Fuck all the drama, I'm a real artist | I do this shit without any feedback or comments | I'll diss anybody from the largest to the smallest | And they wont say shit because my album is the hardest | I'll start in '88, then bring you up to date | Then skip ten years ahead so you don't have to wait | I'm what the future sounds like and I'mma make you see it | I'm so ahead of the game that people think I'm cheating | But once you really see it, it aint all that hard | The rap games like vegas, I'm just countin cards | Sittin at the table, bout to defy the odds | And I aint scared at all, because the world is ours