Lady Don't Tek No

(feat. Gift Of Gab, The , Joyo Velarde) 

  [Lyrics Born] 
  The past is a thing who approached you and asked if he wrote you a note 
  And then he quoted you with poems 
  All the things you pursue, anything to see you front too 
  Who's zooming who 
  It's a privelage that's known as lyricism 
  I must admit this is a bit embarassing 
  But can I be characteristically caffinated 
  Apple-cinnamon and licorice thoughts of jibberish 
  And we can reminisce about the history we're making right now 
  Live a little 
  Let your whims control your limbs 
  Let the wind uphold your wings 
  Let your friends stay home again 
  Just give into your sins and unfold your linens and unroll your ribbons 
  Don't give your body time to react, just relax 
  Just lean back, your seat back 
  There ain't no need to freak out, just peep out 
  There ain't no one way to do nothing baby 
  Sailing through the crab-shoot of life not knowing where we're going 
  But don't evade me 

  [Chorus] 
  When I self-emerge myself into a microphone, hey 
  When I shoot the wind I drift away with oxygen and out of sight I'm gone 
  There is no stopping time 
  I'm on cloud number nine 
  The Cloud of Dreams 

  [Lateef] 
  See it like this baby 
  Like you got sunlight and then you got the shade 
  You got the grass bright green and then you got the pavement 
  Got your whole life for sights you've seen and things you did 
  And the gravy 
  The only place you're staying is the changes that you making 
  Grow, hold on, try and take it on yourself 
  But when you do it, when you get it you become, thrown away 
  But hold on 
  Know you're strong so keep your grip 
  Cause they'll be trying there best to trip you 
  Still, we 'gon carry it home 
  We've come so far we've got infinite future 
  Keep the soul, the bloodline flowing on 
  It's like your mom says, baby-bubba 
  Don't you worry, pray 
  You'll discover 
  A brand new place 
  Somewhere or another 
  Where you'll get your things straight 
  Then in order 
  Better have your issues covered like the world reporter 
  Concepts over-flow over air and water 
  How many people missing this times importance 
  Every moment that passses seems that time is shorter 
  Then you reach your ultimate height will all the colors 
  Represent your life, yourself, just know your culture 
  Then you'll keep it rooted in your mind of polluted love 
  Non-convoluted with the righteous result 

  [Chorus x2] 
  When I self-emerge myself into a microphone, hey 
  When I shoot the wind I drift away with oxygen and out of sight I'm gone 
  There is no stopping time 
  I'm on cloud number nine 
  The Cloud of Dreams