Peter Rosenberg, Homeboy Sandman - Dear lyrics
[Peter Rosenberg, Homeboy Sandman - Dear lyrics]
Alright, I feel what you're saying
That's why I'm here
Live or die I'm asking how y'all there
It wasn't my idea dear
Whatever happened to the things
That something happened to
Lately, I've been crawling back from slipping
Through a crack or two
I got to keep it factual
I put on an act or two
Listening to all of that
They're all gonna laugh at you
Once or twice it might'a caught
Me fighting after school
I was prepared, but I was scared
I was just acting cool
I ain't never gotten pummelled
And to this day I don't want any trouble
I much prefer to take a break
Than break a knuckle
Is every human being built for
Being in a couple, hmm?
Maybe not, maybe so
Or maybe it's based on if you
Trying to have a baby which I'm too lazy for
Some people say I'll regret that
Decision when I'm 84
"Yo A, what are you waiting
For, find yourself a lady, bro"
Like I ain't been looking
I been turned over every stone
In the borough of Brooklyn
And Manhattan and Queens
Yo, I done even scoped the scene overseas
Done scoured every main Street
For my main squeeze
And I ain't got any strategy for
These things that I do
Don't be mad at me for not thinking like you
I feel the energy I'm here
To all the kool-aid drinking
How independent thinking is the enemy
You should get this certain
These are our laws
We don't like this person, this is our cause
Yawn, moving on
I grew up watching movies where they called
Folks that looked like me mullion
No one told me that was wrong
They just loved the main characters
So I'm trying to wake folks up like baristas
They embarrassed us
And then you had the garbage from the
Epics and the RCA's and Arista's
Back then I was unaware that
They're all the same thing
But seeing spades and calling them spades
Is what I say and sing
That's why I'm here
Live or die I'm asking how y'all there
It wasn't my idea, dear
Uhm, what I'm gonna say
Could sound startendly offensive
Or you could be like "No no
I see what you saying"
Is there another world in which
A few things go differently
And you are just a rumbling
Crazy man on the street?
It might be this world, you know I'm saying?
That's why I'm here
Live or die I'm asking how y'all there
It wasn't my idea dear
Whatever happened to the things
That something happened to
Lately, I've been crawling back from slipping
Through a crack or two
I got to keep it factual
I put on an act or two
Listening to all of that
They're all gonna laugh at you
Once or twice it might'a caught
Me fighting after school
I was prepared, but I was scared
I was just acting cool
I ain't never gotten pummelled
And to this day I don't want any trouble
I much prefer to take a break
Than break a knuckle
Is every human being built for
Being in a couple, hmm?
Maybe not, maybe so
Or maybe it's based on if you
Trying to have a baby which I'm too lazy for
Some people say I'll regret that
Decision when I'm 84
"Yo A, what are you waiting
For, find yourself a lady, bro"
Like I ain't been looking
I been turned over every stone
In the borough of Brooklyn
And Manhattan and Queens
Yo, I done even scoped the scene overseas
Done scoured every main Street
For my main squeeze
And I ain't got any strategy for
These things that I do
Don't be mad at me for not thinking like you
I feel the energy I'm here
To all the kool-aid drinking
How independent thinking is the enemy
You should get this certain
These are our laws
We don't like this person, this is our cause
Yawn, moving on
I grew up watching movies where they called
Folks that looked like me mullion
No one told me that was wrong
They just loved the main characters
So I'm trying to wake folks up like baristas
They embarrassed us
And then you had the garbage from the
Epics and the RCA's and Arista's
Back then I was unaware that
They're all the same thing
But seeing spades and calling them spades
Is what I say and sing
That's why I'm here
Live or die I'm asking how y'all there
It wasn't my idea, dear
Uhm, what I'm gonna say
Could sound startendly offensive
Or you could be like "No no
I see what you saying"
Is there another world in which
A few things go differently
And you are just a rumbling
Crazy man on the street?
It might be this world, you know I'm saying?