Looking over the world
It aint quite what im used to
Being lesser known in real life
Than on my youtube
Born on that blues clues
Mister goody two shoes
Barley made it through school
Doging all the whos who
Introduced to wu
Smoking like a noobie
Choking on these doobies
Aint gon do me like a noose do
Dont get it twisted
I like the way im livin
A roof above my familys heads
And food up in the kitchen
Im just feeling like
Its time for something different
If we look around a bit
And take some time to listen
Change is in the making
If even just a smidgen
We need to take advantage
As a mass
And make decisions
Some greener grass
Greener gas emissions
Cleaner taps
Dripping with the liquid
We sippin
Stay persistent
And become the apparition
Of your opposition
Go Get your green
And double up the digits
If we got the colored paper
Its another story written
No longer living
Like A dove among the pidgeons
We all deserve to have that
Birds eye vision
Looking over the world
Like its meant for me to save it
Associated with the bay
And those who made it
I feel as if
Ive been the chosen one
To recreate it
While others seem to love
What comes of its cremation
We need patience
Heavy concentration
Strength to take the pain
Away
Without the consolation
The time and tolerance
To rise with our accomplishments
On it
With every homonym
Synonym and the opposite
I
I'm the soldier
With nothing to own
Just the chips on my shoulder
Tryna find a way home
I'm finally grown
But
What's it show
I'm still at the pad just
Blowing liquid gold
I guess im stuck with my habits
Another pack and
A Stolen valor ballad
Another track
To make the haters
Know I'm bout it
I drown
In spilled ink
That still builds inside me
They never liked me
They just seen me Rhyme
And now they suddenly beside me
I gotta a couple homies I could talk to
The hip hop few
That prove
They really got you
Behind the cameras
And the flash upon the hotshoe
We love the little things in life
And live colossal
While youre giving thought
On how to be a man of god
Leave it up to b.a.d.
To be the last of his apostles
Looking over the world
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Looking over the world
It aint quite what im used to
Being lesser known in real life
Than on my youtube
Born on that blues clues
Mister goody two shoes
Barley made it through school
Doging all the whos who
Introduced to wu
Smoking like a noobie
Choking on these doobies
Aint gon do me like a noose do
Dont get it twisted
I like the way im livin
A roof above my familys heads
And food up in the kitchen
Im just feeling like
Its time for something different
If we look around a bit
And take some time to listen
Change is in the making
If even just a smidgen
We need to take advantage
As a mass
And make decisions
Some greener grass
Greener gas emissions
Cleaner taps
Dripping with the liquid
We sippin
Stay persistent
And become the apparition
Of your opposition
Go Get your green
And double up the digits
If we got the colored paper
Its another story written
No longer living
Like A dove among the pidgeons
We all deserve to have that
Birds eye vision
Looking over the world
Like its meant for me to save it
Associated with the bay
And those who made it
I feel as if
Ive been the chosen one
To recreate it
While others seem to love
What comes of its cremation
We need patience
Heavy concentration
Strength to take the pain
Away
Without the consolation
The time and tolerance
To rise with our accomplishments
On it
With every homonym
Synonym and the opposite
I
I'm the soldier
With nothing to own
Just the chips on my shoulder
Tryna find a way home
I'm finally grown
But
What's it show
I'm still at the pad just
Blowing liquid gold
I guess im stuck with my habits
Another pack and
A Stolen valor ballad
Another track
To make the haters
Know I'm bout it
I drown
In spilled ink
That still builds inside me
They never liked me
They just seen me Rhyme
And now they suddenly beside me
I gotta a couple homies I could talk to
The hip hop few
That prove
They really got you
Behind the cameras
And the flash upon the hotshoe
We love the little things in life
And live colossal
While youre giving thought
On how to be a man of god
Leave it up to b.a.d.
To be the last of his apostles
Looking over the world
It aint quite what im used to
Being lesser known in real life
Than on my youtube
Born on that blues clues
Mister goody two shoes
Barley made it through school
Doging all the whos who
Introduced to wu
Smoking like a noobie
Choking on these doobies
Aint gon do me like a noose do
Dont get it twisted
I like the way im livin
A roof above my familys heads
And food up in the kitchen
Im just feeling like
Its time for something different
If we look around a bit
And take some time to listen
Change is in the making
If even just a smidgen
We need to take advantage
As a mass
And make decisions
Some greener grass
Greener gas emissions
Cleaner taps
Dripping with the liquid
We sippin
Stay persistent
And become the apparition
Of your opposition
Go Get your green
And double up the digits
If we got the colored paper
Its another story written
No longer living
Like A dove among the pidgeons
We all deserve to have that
Birds eye vision
Looking over the world
Like its meant for me to save it
Associated with the bay
And those who made it
I feel as if
Ive been the chosen one
To recreate it
While others seem to love
What comes of its cremation
We need patience
Heavy concentration
Strength to take the pain
Away
Without the consolation
The time and tolerance
To rise with our accomplishments
On it
With every homonym
Synonym and the opposite
I
I'm the soldier
With nothing to own
Just the chips on my shoulder
Tryna find a way home
I'm finally grown
But
What's it show
I'm still at the pad just
Blowing liquid gold
I guess im stuck with my habits
Another pack and
A Stolen valor ballad
Another track
To make the haters
Know I'm bout it
I drown
In spilled ink
That still builds inside me
They never liked me
They just seen me Rhyme
And now they suddenly beside me
I gotta a couple homies I could talk to
The hip hop few
That prove
They really got you
Behind the cameras
And the flash upon the hotshoe
We love the little things in life
And live colossal
While youre giving thought
On how to be a man of god
Leave it up to b.a.d.
To be the last of his apostles
Looking over the world
Writer: Joshua Gutierrez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid