For the Kids by Tablo Lyrics
[Verse 1 : Tablo]
Life is a mystery in all shapes, sizes and angles
From crop circles to Bermuda triangles
The fate of the world is shaky like bike handles
In the final hour, even some demons die angels
What's true is true isn't what you think it is
When the real world is a bad dream like incubus
Triple X, triple Z, it's the same damn thing
You get fucked if your eyes are closed when the alarm rings
[Verse 2 : MYK]
Sing, passin' the mic back and forth, forth and back
Broke emcees, choke emcees who can't afford to rap
Or choose to stay hungry, imma stay hungry
Free-fall, bounce back like it was a bungee
I snap back like a slingshot
Bring hotness, yes, no stress cleanin' up this mess
In this hiphop-ness I found my niche
Let that b**ch breathe
[Hook]
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
[Verse 3 : Tablo]
Who cares about East or West or the dirty South
When you've got no diamonds in your dirty mouth?
It's a burning house, hip hop goin' poof
No wonder everybody wants to raise the roof
I see proof everyday that seekin' heaven is bleak
I see proof everyday like Eminem in his sleep
The devil is deep water, kid, and nobody is stoppin' ya
Slip a toe in, in you go like slavia
[Verse 4 : MYK]
Silly rap sessions, thoughtless wordplay
Hip hop nerds stay poem sketchin'
A coloring book for the philosophers
I lost a verse, and this is its half-assed rendition
I spit rhymes just to pass the time
And if life is just a brainstorm, then I'm a mastermind
Always last in line, cause I don't care enough
But when my time comes, best believe that I tear shit up
[Hook]
This is for you kids who don't wanna be a businessman
This is for you kids who don't have a damn business plan
This is for you kids who don't wanna be a businessman
This is for you kids who don't have a damn business plan
[Verse 5 : MYK]
Let me see two in the sky, guy, one for the living
Stay fly, high, one for the music in 'I'
Two for the good life
Keep the champagne sittin' in the freezer
On the block of that cool ice
Stay nice, eskimo cool flow
I say why you gotta be testin' a dude yo?
Stop guessin' at clues, you'll be destined to lose
Yeah we fresh when we move and we blessed in the booth
Life is a mystery in all shapes, sizes and angles
From crop circles to Bermuda triangles
The fate of the world is shaky like bike handles
In the final hour, even some demons die angels
What's true is true isn't what you think it is
When the real world is a bad dream like incubus
Triple X, triple Z, it's the same damn thing
You get fucked if your eyes are closed when the alarm rings
[Verse 2 : MYK]
Sing, passin' the mic back and forth, forth and back
Broke emcees, choke emcees who can't afford to rap
Or choose to stay hungry, imma stay hungry
Free-fall, bounce back like it was a bungee
I snap back like a slingshot
Bring hotness, yes, no stress cleanin' up this mess
In this hiphop-ness I found my niche
Let that b**ch breathe
[Hook]
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
Remember rap when it used to be fun as hell?
Remember rap like it was with Big Pun and L?
[Verse 3 : Tablo]
Who cares about East or West or the dirty South
When you've got no diamonds in your dirty mouth?
It's a burning house, hip hop goin' poof
No wonder everybody wants to raise the roof
I see proof everyday that seekin' heaven is bleak
I see proof everyday like Eminem in his sleep
The devil is deep water, kid, and nobody is stoppin' ya
Slip a toe in, in you go like slavia
[Verse 4 : MYK]
Silly rap sessions, thoughtless wordplay
Hip hop nerds stay poem sketchin'
A coloring book for the philosophers
I lost a verse, and this is its half-assed rendition
I spit rhymes just to pass the time
And if life is just a brainstorm, then I'm a mastermind
Always last in line, cause I don't care enough
But when my time comes, best believe that I tear shit up
[Hook]
This is for you kids who don't wanna be a businessman
This is for you kids who don't have a damn business plan
This is for you kids who don't wanna be a businessman
This is for you kids who don't have a damn business plan
[Verse 5 : MYK]
Let me see two in the sky, guy, one for the living
Stay fly, high, one for the music in 'I'
Two for the good life
Keep the champagne sittin' in the freezer
On the block of that cool ice
Stay nice, eskimo cool flow
I say why you gotta be testin' a dude yo?
Stop guessin' at clues, you'll be destined to lose
Yeah we fresh when we move and we blessed in the booth