Rapsody, Big Rube - Motivation lyrics
[Rapsody, Big Rube - Motivation lyrics]
The Idea of Beautiful lets begin
Beauty is so much more than just skin
The feast of the eyes supplies a
Mere fraction of what lies within
Not just the curves of hips and lips
It's the mind that draws me in
The fellowship of good friends even
Closer than blood kin love in, love out
Is a route where we all win
Blue skies, green grass
Clean oceans and calm winds
The family ties, bonds last
A child cries and life begins
Eventually ends, begins again
An infinite cycle of perfect tens
A infant disciple sent to recycle your
Knowledge is born of beautiful blends
So peace and blessings, long
Life, no stressing
True beauty effervescent from deep within
Yo, yo, I care about 'em too much
To not say nothing
They too beautiful, right?!
You gotta get up, get out, and get something
Right!
Wake yo ass up, get yo ass up
Water on yo’ face, get yo’ edges touched
Get yo’self a job, get yo’self a check
Give ya mama some, sleeping on her set
Every day you wake, jewelry on your neck
Got a little girl, she ain't got a dress
Shoes or some socks
Hardly seen her yet, playing Madden 12
Brother, Get yo’self together
Empty liquor cup, spent the week drankin
Money on a blunt, no wonder you ain't bankin
Wake yo ass up, nigga, fuck it start thinkin
Chilling in the cut, tryna be the man
Rims on your car, no gas in the can
Get yo’self a goal, wanna be a star?
Take it in the hole, shoot in the cold
Get a early start
Get up early baby when nobody in the park
Two-a days like the arc
Practice on yo’ skill
Shoot it in the dark, baby, you a star
Friends that you love, saw um’ last week
Hugging on your girl, trust ain't real
Baby, this real, only trust niggas
That wanna see you build
Hangingin the club, Wednesday to Sunday
Pouring in yo’ cup pouring in yo’ cup
Pouring in yo’ cup
Why you think liquor stores on
Every corner that we strut?
Shelton Spike Jackson, mentally we packing
AKs and magnums
Radio a daily mind fuck if you ask um
But, the average wouldn’t know it, Bo Jackson
We royal like Tut, King’s baby boy
Hold yo head up you need to wake yo ass up
Wake yo ass up, wake yo ass up
Beauty is so much more than just skin
The feast of the eyes supplies a
Mere fraction of what lies within
Not just the curves of hips and lips
It's the mind that draws me in
The fellowship of good friends even
Closer than blood kin love in, love out
Is a route where we all win
Blue skies, green grass
Clean oceans and calm winds
The family ties, bonds last
A child cries and life begins
Eventually ends, begins again
An infinite cycle of perfect tens
A infant disciple sent to recycle your
Knowledge is born of beautiful blends
So peace and blessings, long
Life, no stressing
True beauty effervescent from deep within
Yo, yo, I care about 'em too much
To not say nothing
They too beautiful, right?!
You gotta get up, get out, and get something
Right!
Wake yo ass up, get yo ass up
Water on yo’ face, get yo’ edges touched
Get yo’self a job, get yo’self a check
Give ya mama some, sleeping on her set
Every day you wake, jewelry on your neck
Got a little girl, she ain't got a dress
Shoes or some socks
Hardly seen her yet, playing Madden 12
Brother, Get yo’self together
Empty liquor cup, spent the week drankin
Money on a blunt, no wonder you ain't bankin
Wake yo ass up, nigga, fuck it start thinkin
Chilling in the cut, tryna be the man
Rims on your car, no gas in the can
Get yo’self a goal, wanna be a star?
Take it in the hole, shoot in the cold
Get a early start
Get up early baby when nobody in the park
Two-a days like the arc
Practice on yo’ skill
Shoot it in the dark, baby, you a star
Friends that you love, saw um’ last week
Hugging on your girl, trust ain't real
Baby, this real, only trust niggas
That wanna see you build
Hangingin the club, Wednesday to Sunday
Pouring in yo’ cup pouring in yo’ cup
Pouring in yo’ cup
Why you think liquor stores on
Every corner that we strut?
Shelton Spike Jackson, mentally we packing
AKs and magnums
Radio a daily mind fuck if you ask um
But, the average wouldn’t know it, Bo Jackson
We royal like Tut, King’s baby boy
Hold yo head up you need to wake yo ass up
Wake yo ass up, wake yo ass up