Mozart: 証聖者の荘厳晩課 K. 339 - ラウダーテ

歌詞

[Felix] [2x] One is for the live shows Two is for the beats and Three is for the woman who Sleeps under my sheets so Four is for the energy Which builds exponentially Five is for my friends Who keep on reinventing me On my fifth day my day off I'm up early The early worm gets the big bite by little birdie The early bird gets chased and caught by the cat Watch your back little birdie cause I'm up from my nap Yes I got a cable TV and I got a cable mic It's only got one channel but the reception is tight I'm flyin' by the seat of my pants so at the end of the night Your records come alive and beg for the daylight Now five miles away my brother's in his room playing games Like Starcraft burning other people to flames And likewise, right here, right now, the show of aggression Five fingers, one mic, next lesson The session gets deeper, follow me through I brought my pen and pad and just a little inspiration to guide you And you could just listen and learn, itchin' to burn Vision for the rhythm we're given them to return sayin' [2x] One is for the live shows Two is for the beats and Three is for the woman who Sleeps under my sheets so Four is for the energy Which builds exponentially Five is for my friends Who keep on reinventing me Wake up it's early morning Get dressed turn on my radio Another beautiful day in my neighborhood Since the morning's when I'm mostly inspired Though I'm still a bit tired I write because I'm feeling like the flavor's good Saturday was yesterday last week And nothing's open now Except coffee shops Which really ain't my style I smile as I'm writing this world is still asleep And it's just me and the sun And we're conversing for a while Now it's... Five fifty five in the early And the shadow on my lawn becomes a midget While the sun moves along A little bit more hustle As I nod to my neighbors They have no idea they gonna be in this song Their cool is still the dopest person out there My mother, she accepts me for my rap As if rapping is my lover And she, she accepts me for my rapping of course Because art needs inspiration needs a source Don't blink at five PM on this day I'm driving by, I'm driving away Driving to say That my throat hurts I'm all talk and really no work And everybody's out there writing calling Felix a jerk So what doesn't make you wince now Can only make you better We'd all be better swimmers If the earth was really wetter The moral of the story is to remain untold Cuz it never really ends It just twists and unfolds sayin'...