The Clouds - Blueprint

My momma see the clouds and wonder when she getting there |

Like she done done it all, looking up at heavens' stairs |

Everybody’s time coming, better get prepared |

I see the clouds

and feel at home, cause my head is there |

Life is but a dream,

live if fore it disappear |

The parade will pass you by if you sit

and stare |

My mans told me that my talent levels very rare |

But just having talent aint enough to get you there |

While you

was out there chasing girls and drinking beer |

Somebody else

was out there really getting theirs |

You gotta turn it up if you

wanna win this year |

I said «Hell yeah.

That’s all I need to

hear» |

My bio says Ohio, I handle business here |

Athough I

aint been inspired by it in a year |

Too tired of the infighting with

my peers |

While our mouths was running, the art was sitting

still |

All this beef only stops us from getting bread |

We just

getting by, we never get ahead |

Consider this rhyme the realest

shit I ever said |

gotta go for mine cause I ain’t got 50 years |

All we wanna do is talk about shoes and gear |

Sounding like

chicks talking about their nails and hair |

I guess it’s easier than

talking about what’s really there |

We lost three Columbus icons

within a year |

So I ain’t about to do the same record, different

year |

I used to be in that lane, but now I’m steering clear |

I

ain’t gassed up, I’m just switching gears |

Cause in this game

going slow won’t get you anywhere |

I want the illest crib even

though I’m barely here |

I ride through the flyest neighborhoods

just to stare |

Feeling like I can’t chill until I’m living there |

If

you feel me let me see a finger in the air |

Every year I swear

the haters get more vocal |

Dudes is calling me fake because

I’m not social |

But this can come to an end if I’m not focused |

So if it aint about the biz then it’s not important |

I don’t care

about the after-party that you hosting |

I don’t care about the

softwhite and who snorts it |

I don’t care about the fist fight and

who caught it |

Cause at the end of the day, man that’s all gossip |

Fuck all the drama, I’m a real artist |

I do this shit without any

feedback or comments |

I’ll diss anybody from the largest to

the smallest |

And they wont say shit because my album is the

hardest |

I’ll start in '88, then bring you up to date |

Then skip

ten years ahead so you don’t have to wait |

I’m what the future

sounds like and I’mma make you see it |

I’m so ahead of the

game that people think I’m cheating |

But once you really see it,

it aint all that hard |

The rap games like vegas, I’m just countin

cards |

Sittin at the table, bout to defy the odds |

And I aint

scared at all, because the world is ours