Rainbow Bap

He was a lost boy with rhythm Heart broke SYRE has risen Look at the stars it's all written Just hold the applause, I'm just kiddin' Started wit it It's not hot enough in the kitchen They sayin it's lit I guess I'm the one thinking different I'm slick with it A lot of change when I'm Slick Rick And I don't pivot I'm like Pippen hittin six swishes in six seconds Autonomous whipping while whole colonies are poverty stricken Young niggas they ain't stoppin and drippin The way I dribble the rock They gotta watch how the rocks are glistenin Blood diamonds, ancestors fighting with colonist Know your history inherit the confidence It's apparent and obvious I'm the young KRS in your providence And this air that we are breathing is conscience Its every lyric is prominent (I feel it) Just another cold morning in Paris I know I wish I was takin you home And I ain't taking the long train no more You don't care about me and it's tough girl And I'm trying to feel your love But I'm not fucked up enough Man what a pity New York City lights glow How many times I gotta tell you niggas I'm home Girl, I ain't fitten to lie you gorgeous We should go to Malibu, let's go to Florence Rainbow on your aura Girl you soaking up the sun like a tourist Another place she didn't explore I'm drinking and telling her things I'm not sure of Cancún to Angora couldn't find more of a Wavey Baby We endin our month in Bora Bora All this time and you are still on my mind and you know Girl I ain't tryin to leave I'll be right back Left the crib without a top, need a night cap I'm just looking at the stars from a path I'm serious and get with you the lyrics are all facts They pop off I tell em to relax I drop off the bars and dash let the sunset in the back And the boy is light as a feather in fact At least we can be together now forever But if we can fly through a pink sky we would never go back Just another cold morning in Paris I know I wish I was takin you home And I ain't taking the long train no more You don't care about me and it's tough girl And I'm trying to feel your love But I'm not fucked up enough Man what a pity New York City lights glow How many times I gotta tell you niggas I'm home We were seventeen years old at Cartier We had a cop flowing in my room You made me feel like I'm an astronaut Niggas mad how I acrobat the vocabular And they're wack, these facts just ain't adding up And I'm back with a math rap It's like the boy invented the abacus Less of a rapper more of a strategist Gotta know that money can't buy happiness You gotta have a long arm still in the hills throwing up charcoal Shit ain't change nigga I'm still the saddest kid up in the game Thinking about you girl I do that everyday Thoughts I was having blew that shit away When I call you I still don't know what to say Just another cold morning in Paris I know I wish I was takin you home And I ain't taking the long train no more You don't care about me and it's tough girl And I'm trying to feel your love But I'm not fucked up enough Man what a pity New York City lights glow How many times I gotta tell you niggas I'm home Baby girl you lie on my pillow sheets Cry all night to make peace with you I try I never got to say goodbye I'm somewhere in the sky Singing twisted lullabies