LYRICS

  • Intro

    [Story of the West] [California]

    Verse I

    Uh, Past thoughts dancing in my head Cute summer dress, glimmering lipstick red

    North of San Diego, mimicking Bev Bright gal in my black whip; Story of the West

    Heart as a weapon, cause it hurts like a paradise Yeah we rolled a seven

    She kept reminding me, “baby, you’re the best” replied, “hopefully, when it came to bed”

    Um her smirk, made me such an attic Drove to the coast, summer weekend it is

    We were in Coronado; imagining dolphins French kissed, licked her lower lip till she flipped

    Was I awake or did I dream;

    her earth eyes green, Vanilla scent near an ocean made me sink She kept reminding me, “baby, you’re the best”

    replied, “hopefully, when it came to bed”

    Verse I Bridge

    Oceanic Paris, palm trees as an Eiffel Sunshine with an Aries, though sand on my Jay sandals

    Oceanic Paris, laid in good weather for the sun set : took a while though

    Held her to my chest, near my heart, demon with an angel

    Chorus

    Did she take a piece of my soul If she did, how am I a ghost

    Did she take a piece of my soul If she did, now Ima... west ghost

    Verse II

    Uh, old thoughts dancing in my head Harbor Drive Pedestrian bridge,

    walked across it with an ol’ friend ‘fore we tapped on unfriend All cause of Californication

    My main organ aching so heart ‘longs for Lucy I’m not part of paradise

    The one, where she closed your eyes Wasn’t good at closing mine, wasn’t the best

    If I did, saw my best man getting her undressed

    Was I awake or did I dream;

    her earth eyes green, Vanilla scent of the heavens made me leap

    Reminiscing when she lied, “baby, you’re the best” Till we reached apart in life, ahead of death

    Chorus

    Did she take a piece of my soul If she did, how am I a ghost Did she take a piece of my soul

    Well If she did, at least she’s not a lone Did she take a piece of my soul

    If she did, how am I a ghost Did she take a piece of my soul

    If she did, now Ima... west ghost

  • Verse I

    Can’t believe it, just swear an oath to defend our constitution

    becoming a marine this summer, if I make it to high school graduation

    Met with my recruiter Staff Sergeant Johnson on ‘em pool functions I am not country but I love my country without question

    Pull myself up, run 3 miles before the sun’s up Tell my girlfriend I got drill, so please leme practice

    Was really alone in this shit, but believed in a greater cause than me

    I believed in the USMC, I was ready to wear olive green underneath

    They say it’s the toughest training, and only a few will make it

    My mom looked Johnson in the eye and said that’s my only baby

    But dedication in pool functions showed nothing will stop me

    Kissed her hard before I go, goodbye GiGi; hi summertime misery

    Chorus {Katelyn Skye]

    You can bend, but you can’t break You can bend, but you can’t break You can bend, but you can’t break

    Don’t break, you’ll make it

    Verse II

    “Get off the bus” Placed my feet on the yellow footprints Eyes dead straight, knew this summer was about to be the worst man

    Drill instructor up in my face, keep your bearing CRUZ This is what you wanted, prove to yourself, your girl, your mama

    Get down mountain climbers, sit up, push up, scream louder These drill instructors, you will never overpower

    [COLORS]

    This the blueprint on becoming an elite Pain is weakness leaving that scrawny body, mr. meeseeks

    Mom wrote letters from the bible, yet GiGi wrote letters from her heart though

    These letters from home gave me comfort as the days passed so slow

    But determination in the spirit, long hikes with heavy packs

    Walked straight, one with my rifle, thinking, meal by meal, these days will pass

    Alas - The final frontier, up the Reaper; let’s add rain to this scene

    Overcome this hill’ earn the title, Marine One small step in front of the other; slowly going up this

    Reached the top, as later to receive my EGA; Drill instructor Sgt Fuentes told me this...

    Chorus {Katelyn Skye]

    You can bend, but you can’t break You can bend, but you can’t break [Listen to me] You can bend, but you can’t break

    Don’t break, you’ll make it You can bend but you won’t break And know, you won’t break

    [I know you won’t break] You can bend but you won’t break

    Know you won’t

  • Skye Verse

    Orbiting, Rising, Striving to soar Propelling higher, truly yours Into space

    To the moon [You listening] I am alone in an orbit rendezvous Or am I alone, as spirits here too

    Tranquil and wondrous

    I am beyond a woman’s limits [You listening] Moon rise, hearkens, Liberty lands in it

    We’re here again.

    Dream Verse

    Unbeknownst to the real Commander the press seek; revealed Reach for the sky, her arm strong as Neil

    Saturn V rebuilt Pilot of the X-15; speed of Mach 6.7 dwindled as Skittles

    her skills though, reach to a Mach 6.9 Books she loved when growing up

    Her mind expanded; automobile, aircraft, spacecraft, a moment of Hypersonic through the officer ranking

    Imagine Commander Buzz But Commander Skye An elegant ring I like that more

    theme of the mericanDREAM the launch pad roars Connecticut's own a mile high

    in reach of the Moon She moxie; Approximately at noon

    July 20th renewed, at a lunar-orbit rendezvous mission control's view, wonderful

    me; just a marine, P.O.G., a tool bag, trying to survive my enlistment; contemplating

    From Cape Kennedy, the Apollo 18, out of this world; amazing

    Thinking when Corporal Cruz met Captain Skye, the USS Boxer

    Near the Mediterranean Oh my... piloting an osprey, at sea now she in a pressure suit confined

    in a NASA piece A woman on the Moon, her one inch thick neoprene rubber on the bottom of her boot

    grace her weight from the lunar module on that lunar soil.

    Skye Conclusion

    [Stand off the landing]

    One small step for a woman, one giant step for humankind

    My pockets full of stars

    pockets full of stars

    pockets full of stars

  • Black Shiva

    Some outer space shit

    I’m gonna take it back down to the Caribbean, real quick

    Verse I

    This the taco for the—mardi—gras I’m a nigga that be—la di—da

    Daydream too much ‘bout Brianna, at the coffee—shop

    Score a date with her, then drop the ball; I’m no Randy—Moss

    Drink this tea; Mango flavored tea Minnesota girls; I was too muggy for ‘em breeze

    This is me; I see, voting on ‘em pearls Life is ugly when the dreams are pretty

    El diablo let me know; it’s why my dreams are so cold

    Sing

    Now I see, as I close my eyes, Ima drink my ice tea Sit right here and contemplate on every single

    damn thing

    Gonna need all this WI FI as I, drink my tasty tea Sip this ice and meditate on what GOD will bring

    I’m at the coffee shop, sitting right here At the coffee, thinking ‘bout my life here At the coffee, W. T. F

    huh?

    I don’t know what to do anymore; I’m just this lost sheep

    WOAH!!!!!

  • Dream Verse

    T was elected, I left to go to Lucerne momma was concerned Allow me to think afterwards

    I have the Swiss watch, since the coffee shop Went LA LA with an oscar But what’s an oscar without a cast What’s a

    cast to a fixed hand What’s a fixed hand without an audience to save (YEAH) (I’m just gonna close my eyes, okay)

    Me and her were meant to be Bonnie and Clyde Before you coin to Swiss Franc; always be Frank to a Swiss

    Aguascalientes, the start of my name European fashion reminded me I’m Blaxican... A new Prince.

    But yeah I’m dreaming as a demon Imagination lofty, lofty But yet GOD was reaching

    as I’m sip the Coffee Eyes on every girl, Skye the limit Love for the moon, round em bridges

    Off the wall to bigots; yet I’m in it Yet LUCY, I—love—LUCY, Naw it’s more like LUCY love me

    Can I get away, I need some... need some peace; piece of ass yet the devil tricked me...

    Everything i say is out of line I’m off rhythm, I’m not on beat I’m not on beat

    [I’m a man from community college making promises

    Invest, Invest all from—Coffee—Shop Welcome to the—21st—Arrondissements] [x2]

    DREAMING AS A DEMON part two

    I’m dreaming as a demon, imagination lofty Was GOD ever reaching when I sip on coffee

    Met a girl from Lucerne; Obama, the Swiss have seen Thoughts so fresh, so natural as Swiss cheese

    Yet pierce this DREAM, 4:44 AM I’m outI’m still Black; light skin like a caramel

    Coco butter, olive oil, time to grease this stout Yet an educated mind make the world go round

    Okay, okay let me get my mind

    Al-together from all this things that I do find, unworthy, am I insane

    In denial, am i little bit like out of style I don’t know, my mind is so damn loose

    Like my fucking hair, all these split ends, lost in the labyrinth Meh, trying to find my way back

    Yet only one way, am I going the wrong way; they say I am

    [Trumpet Solo]

    This the cold touch, this is when I do the midas touch Turn everything to gold, then it turns to dust

    Nigga, Like a wika, this is when I write my words and figure out when I do Signature my piece, this is me; I’m about to write

    a thesis Cats with black robes, yeah; This is me, when I get my culp I’m trying to launch it

    We the people, in order to establish, free union; This is what i do it man, okay for

    Yeah, constitutional, I’m a nigga, that be obvious Trying to figure out these scores I’m no John Williams, but let me go

    billion I’m an educated nigga, learn from the X Doing Martin Luther, try to ‘do the press

    Nigga, Like a wika, this is when I write my words and figure out when I do

    Signature my piece, this is me; I’m about to write a thesis

    You, try to figure out me I don’t give a fuck; codin’ me, this is codin’ B, this is codin’ Ye

  • IIntro

    Ima close my eyes Think about no lies [Dreams in my head, reality is dead] [Dreams in my head, reality is dead]

    Think about my life ‘Member all the good times [Dreams in my head, reality is dead] [Dreams in my head, reality is dead]

    Ima close my eyes Try to think about life [Dreams in my head, reality is dead] [Dreams in my head, reality is dead]

    Think about good times This is me when I really need come alive

    [Dreams in my head, reality is dead] [Dreams in my head, reality is dead]

    Can I have lunch with you? (Naw) I’m little bit crazier, than ever you imagine (lightway)

    Hold up, bus stop, Lemme catch my bus [naw] Lemme go run [naw] Lemme go walk [naw]

    Lemme go waste my time and think about all the things I lost [uh]

    SRB Verse I

    Uh beef I don’t want no beef yeah Momma told me don’t be that fool Look at me now so smart, so cool

    Never bashful, never fought for the stone That I thrown at a nigga, gotta pick another bone

    Skin gettin’ thicker, guess a nigga on his bulk Sin when I’m winnin’, guess I’m here for the smoke

    When my eyes loosin’ vision, but I clear all my goals Ay, tongue getting bigger when I’m twistin’ up these flow

    Ay, I’m getting bigger soon enough I’m wearing gold Tummy sticking out in rose maybach yelling out Roseay!

    DREAM Verse

    Momma went to grab me while I was in the pool Swimming in the past to this I was nine years old

    A soCali bath, super facial, arctic cold Even after that I craved for it more and more

    An audience in need for a fix, yet we ain’t even sick Holly Woo D, a mustang out of the fence

    In lurk over blue eyes so I can just drown again Cause I hated my own skin, I just wanted to be a poster bitch

    SRB Verse II

    I been underground, diggin’ nigga never swim Water been my enemy since the slave ship Momma told me to never say

    shit Act like them White kids just to fit in Yet I dream with the vision of the future Yet getting goosebumps

    every time a deja vu come Rap diff in the bens with a pocket full of pilgrims Yet I’m no better when I chillin in the hills, mum

    Bridge

    I get it [I don’t know anymore] I just don’t get it [I tried, gathering the thoughts in my mind] I tried to battle

    racism, sexism, objectivism [Too much going on, thoughts are a refuge] [I tried] [I tried] [The world is a dark place]

    Sing

    Water I hate so much, I’d rather have my soul on fire Girl, when I look through your eyes, I see the blues from your massiah

    Why do I act so tough, when another in a different order Girl, when I look through your eyes, I drown myself from desire

    Everybody watching this weird and oppressed person Who mimics this red hair Satan, who’s prettier than all I’ve been with

    We want that gold, that big chain Yet hated and posed in silver chains No refuge could save the slave

    From the terror of flight, the gloom of the grave

  • DREAMIVERSE

    I can no more disown this flow, than I disown this globe Lay my head on an empty road

    Mind and pocket in need for a fix; these too broke Learn the ropes

    clasp my hands together for the pour

    of rain, snow, brimstone, during my post As if God knows, I’ll hope; pray for no more

    need a poncho, yo hablo español As when God wrote my story

    Heavenly hoax

    What a flow. Love, hate beauty to suffer. Numb this pain

    I’d stay, yet my angel negotiates

    An eviction notice, a deal in motion Where’s the grace

    The world is in cleansing, bug I’m the stain

    Relapse

    gained love for missionary again

    Yes, from the bottom Till we switch positions, make amends

    Indifferent; instant love, hate, all mixed in Friday Amen, to begin with Revealing my weekend

    God, I never knew I just existed Born ‘to this world as a southpaw misfit

    Mother no father, lover no altar Lucy chained my mind, lock me as a monster

    Need solving, no problem. M-sixteen was my side apollo The rocky mind of thee Apollo. Heed

    lofty rhymes from Colo

    ‘Cause love, hate, beauty, pain. Elicit the mostThis joke loathed, raised, air-made. Come to a close

    If the deal made, then ay. Send me my rose As God made my fate. Soon this fate he will close