Sandpeople - Strands lyrics
[Sandpeople - Strands lyrics]
(Come on) Y'all ain't ready, stop
We been a finning off being fox-like
Rock mics 'till this venue's locked
And we ain't patient (naw)
We got too many knots Sape laced
And we doing thangs many said
We not supposed to
I'm so cool with they petty talk
Let 'em walk (naw)
They can't move and we set to launch
(set to launch)
And we been through every test
And marched through to get here
Our food comes this year (nah nah)
This here's proof that the
Best have got doper
You can't see that, you got glaucoma
I'm not joking around
I'm choking you out sodapop soldiers
We got heat you can't touch
Even with pot holders
You clash with titans, the outcome's hectic
Clowns get stretched like calisthenics
Sandpeeps, P Town invested
We wearing crowns without a dentist
And now you get it, uh huh
I used to ride the Tri-met
I used to take the 71 over
To 66th and walk it now every May I'm gone
'til November like Wyclef (I'm out)
The grind is real and no
One's lowered the price yet
Is thirty-two times ten and
I don't write cheques
Life-threatening moments move towards me
I side-step
High-tech, high-def, Ziplock, Pyrex
I dissect life
Sometimes it's too hard to digest
This uniformity
My crew is swarming like some killer bees
And making music cordially
We trying to build the scene i'm human
Normal and having more so we build machines
'til we lose the war with
Them and kill our dreams
I'm cutting off the source
Of their abilities
Smoking cubans imported like vanilla beans
Moving unit's from Portland
To the Phillipines any is plenty
I'm fortunate for the little things
It's SP, let the haters catch fillings
I'ma focus, I'm a star player
Like Katt Williams
They cap peeling, and all those cats
They wetter they more
Yeah, I got my bread, so it's Kum ba yah
Now I'm international, start a coup d'état
Booyaka, booyaka, that supplier, supplier
Bring a whole new meaning to friendly fire
Yeah, we got this
The clock ticks something obnoxious
Reminding you of what you
Haven't accomplished yet
Vets to the process, we know hardship best
Taking bong hit's to offset stress
Now made a conflict rest
We conquer concerts and e-commerce
Something monster shit
Foster your inner conscience
They out of bounds
With self-centred transcripts
Long story short
This is how the sands shift (nah nah)
Per second perfected to every pixel
Inflicts through damage to live to and die by
My, time flies
I don't mean to scare your perception
Or barbecue your eyesight
I offer you my blessings
Knocked the fluorescence out your limelight
I'm restless, resisting the law, like
Fist up
When a line between fighting for gets twisted
Or tested man, we're invested in the vision
Long story short fuck it, dog, listen