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Simon I.V. - Playground Poetry Lyrics



Simon I.V. - Playground Poetry Lyrics




Yeah, I told a story once or twice
But every time I'm late
Yeah every time I'm late
And I seem calm on the surface
But I'm nervous every times she's late
Like I can't be a father
I'm not ready for a daughter or a son
Barely seen the sun yet
I'm not ready for that perfect sunset
Yeah I still got so much to say
Yeah I still got so much to say
Social clock is ticking every day
The wind can blow I'll always sway
My two-way game is underrated
Understated while my conscience is berated
By my actions on a daily basis
Faceless ghoul I got a hunch
That Edvard Munch could Scream like no one else could
Or nobody tried or they did but they died
Lifelong ambitions my ammunition
Your pity feels really shitty
Welcome to New York City
Welcome to New York City
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down yeah? Oh you ready for the get down huh?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Duck and cover bitch you always hover
Helicopter parent you're the heir apparent
I'm a statesman like Pericles
I slay beats like Hercules
Overcome me, that's Herculean
Piss yourself, that European
European, European, you're a seeing a man transcending being
I'm an animal like Hannibal the Cannibal today
Tomorrow I'll be better
Gee whizz I promise I'll be flawless
Clear complexion, introspection
The whole shabang I promise, the whole shabang
The whole shabang I promise

Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry

Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
All my good days just replays
Already repaid all my debts
Let's play chess or checkers
While we sit on checkered blankets
Gingham naked
All my memories still soak my bones until I'm brittle
Wooden heart you try to whittle
Termite shit you always fiddle
With existence
So lackadaisically you're picking daisies
Killing all this beauty while I'm watching out for crazies
Mama always told me I'll be fine long as I call her
Shit cause family is important, how'd you think I rapped so good? (uh)
Daddy's degree is in English yeah
Mama philosophy it's my philosophy
No one's the boss of me
Honesty first, if not then I thirst
If you're not first, you better be second
I reckon I'm techin' like melee
If I take a shot then I'm Pele
A shooter, a sniper
I'm Dora, you're Swiper
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down yeah? Oh you ready for the get down huh?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Close calls wake up calls
Car stalls we always fall
I scraped my knee you where's my compressor?
Tucked away in my dresser
Life's just a series of multiple stressors
With hints of beauty
So it's worth it
It's always worth it
It's always worth it

Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry

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(La la da da da la da da)
(La la da da da la da da)
(La la da da da la da da)
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Yeah, I told a story once or twice
But every time I'm late
Yeah every time I'm late
And I seem calm on the surface
But I'm nervous every times she's late
Like I can't be a father
I'm not ready for a daughter or a son
Barely seen the sun yet
I'm not ready for that perfect sunset
Yeah I still got so much to say
Yeah I still got so much to say
Social clock is ticking every day
The wind can blow I'll always sway
My two-way game is underrated
Understated while my conscience is berated
By my actions on a daily basis
Faceless ghoul I got a hunch
That Edvard Munch could Scream like no one else could
Or nobody tried or they did but they died
Lifelong ambitions my ammunition
Your pity feels really shitty
Welcome to New York City
Welcome to New York City
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down yeah? Oh you ready for the get down huh?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Duck and cover bitch you always hover
Helicopter parent you're the heir apparent
I'm a statesman like Pericles
I slay beats like Hercules
Overcome me, that's Herculean
Piss yourself, that European
European, European, you're a seeing a man transcending being
I'm an animal like Hannibal the Cannibal today
Tomorrow I'll be better
Gee whizz I promise I'll be flawless
Clear complexion, introspection
The whole shabang I promise, the whole shabang
The whole shabang I promise

Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry

Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
All my good days just replays
Already repaid all my debts
Let's play chess or checkers
While we sit on checkered blankets
Gingham naked
All my memories still soak my bones until I'm brittle
Wooden heart you try to whittle
Termite shit you always fiddle
With existence
So lackadaisically you're picking daisies
Killing all this beauty while I'm watching out for crazies
Mama always told me I'll be fine long as I call her
Shit cause family is important, how'd you think I rapped so good? (uh)
Daddy's degree is in English yeah
Mama philosophy it's my philosophy
No one's the boss of me
Honesty first, if not then I thirst
If you're not first, you better be second
I reckon I'm techin' like melee
If I take a shot then I'm Pele
A shooter, a sniper
I'm Dora, you're Swiper
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Oh you ready for the get down yeah? Oh you ready for the get down huh?
Oh you ready for the get down, get down, get down, get down?
Close calls wake up calls
Car stalls we always fall
I scraped my knee you where's my compressor?
Tucked away in my dresser
Life's just a series of multiple stressors
With hints of beauty
So it's worth it
It's always worth it
It's always worth it

Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry
Yeah remember old days back on the playground (Playground)
Damn nobody really ever plays now (Plays now)
Remember the breeze? The life of ease?
It's poetry, it's poetry

(La la da da da la da da)
(La la da da da la da da)
(La la da da da la da da)
(La la da da da la da da)
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Writer: Simon Irvin-Vitela
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Performed By: Simon I.V.
Length: 4:36
Written by: Simon Irvin-Vitela

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