By the Way by Musicbyskippy Lyrics
[Intro]
Yo! Skippidyskip!
[Verse]
I recognize privilege by trying out this art form
I’ll never own the game, but advocate? Sure
This’ll go fast: final moments
Though it’ll be truly special: free bestowment
Hi! The name is Luke or Skippy
Semi-rich, suburban white man, that’s me
They say the pen is mightier than the sword but
I combine both like Tolkien’s World of Mordor
This track’s a reborn. Adorned with thorns from past sinnin’
Now it’s grinnin’. Happy to give you a rundown of
Who I am, what I do, where I’ve been, when I lose and I choose to be a philosophical hypocrite. Somebody with a bit of wit
Influencеd by some of the modern grеats:
Bellion, clipping., Logic, Rashad. Ya’ll lyrical saints
Now the meaning of my message
Stories are therapy to feel less stress and hear me out
My thoughts empathize with deaf
Open up, breathe in, let it out, yes
Got some advice for you, but I’m devising a way to follow it too
Blend up failures to drink up your successes
Any stresses that are messin’ up your mind let’m age: fine wine
Rewind to the boldness of your youth when
Carefree nativity was enough proof for living your truth
Some other words: praise can put us hazed, dazed, confused
Presence gifts you presents if you present with its presence
Ya ever been so focused like the hocus-pocus of splittin’ waters like Moses? Don’t get precocious
[Chorus]
Our mind is our mind. Our body is our body
Our soul has soles for walkin’, runnin’, and skippin’
Our mind is our mind. Our body is our body
Our soul has soles for walkin’, runnin’, and skippin’
[Verse]
Ya with me? Ya ditch me?
Either way, you choose
Abandonment can’t ever be my muse
I know these words connect with somethin’
Lyrics do matter. Matter ain’t made of nothin’
A lotta convos get parked in the taboo lot
Ready to talk about it. Gimme whatcha got
This music ain’t a trend or a fad to please ya
This art is ever-lasting: Mona Lisa
Yo! Skippidyskip!
[Verse]
I recognize privilege by trying out this art form
I’ll never own the game, but advocate? Sure
This’ll go fast: final moments
Though it’ll be truly special: free bestowment
Hi! The name is Luke or Skippy
Semi-rich, suburban white man, that’s me
They say the pen is mightier than the sword but
I combine both like Tolkien’s World of Mordor
This track’s a reborn. Adorned with thorns from past sinnin’
Now it’s grinnin’. Happy to give you a rundown of
Who I am, what I do, where I’ve been, when I lose and I choose to be a philosophical hypocrite. Somebody with a bit of wit
Influencеd by some of the modern grеats:
Bellion, clipping., Logic, Rashad. Ya’ll lyrical saints
Now the meaning of my message
Stories are therapy to feel less stress and hear me out
My thoughts empathize with deaf
Open up, breathe in, let it out, yes
Got some advice for you, but I’m devising a way to follow it too
Blend up failures to drink up your successes
Any stresses that are messin’ up your mind let’m age: fine wine
Rewind to the boldness of your youth when
Carefree nativity was enough proof for living your truth
Some other words: praise can put us hazed, dazed, confused
Presence gifts you presents if you present with its presence
Ya ever been so focused like the hocus-pocus of splittin’ waters like Moses? Don’t get precocious
[Chorus]
Our mind is our mind. Our body is our body
Our soul has soles for walkin’, runnin’, and skippin’
Our mind is our mind. Our body is our body
Our soul has soles for walkin’, runnin’, and skippin’
[Verse]
Ya with me? Ya ditch me?
Either way, you choose
Abandonment can’t ever be my muse
I know these words connect with somethin’
Lyrics do matter. Matter ain’t made of nothin’
A lotta convos get parked in the taboo lot
Ready to talk about it. Gimme whatcha got
This music ain’t a trend or a fad to please ya
This art is ever-lasting: Mona Lisa