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Hip-Hop/Jazz Rap song Lazy Days by Higher Education
lyrics
Maxin’ on the couch, keepin’ shit mellow
And I never say goodbye, that means I’d have to start with hello
Hell no, so much comes and leaves without a glance
Not a single chance, bounces only after one dance
But who cares? Some win, some lose. Who’s countin’?
Let the lyrics be your spinach, start movin’ mountains
Never diminished, always comes through in the clutch
Burnin’ up like an inferno, she’s too cold to touch
That thirst-quenching drink when the rest is an oasis
A net in case you fall, really hard to be more blatant
Too bad this’ll probably get a bad rep
‘Cause of trash with no depth, we’re swept into a ditch
Wouldn’t wipe with a top 20 hit after I shit
Fela, Hughes, and Davis, makes me feel weightless
Tre with no jazz is like leaving van Gogh paint-less
Like Louie with no trumpet, Coltrane with no sax
Hate to sound redundant but you must look to the past
I’m achin’, I’m achin’, a waitin’ to be awakened
Awakened, awokened? Whatever I said, it’s spoken
Need somethin’ to please my ears, ease my load
Bumpin’, feet thumpin’ over flows
If you got the candy-nose, drop your stash somewhere, just leave it
Never keep a gun exposed, guaranteed you’ll never need it
To all ya hoes, get off your knees
And please proceed to get up on your feet
and walk out that do’ and never look back
And fuck those bullshit-ocrats spittin’ wack raps
Hatin’ on Tre just because he’s half black
Weren’t we past that? Nigga pass that
‘Bout to hit it up in one puff ‘cause I tax sacks
Ya gangsta-pimpin’ hustlers take a little halftime
No more drive-by, clockin’ bitches, sellin’ children half-dimes
This world’s turned mad, it’s truly gone crazy
I’d like to expand, but I’m too goddamn lazy
I’m too goddamn lazy
I’m too goddamn lazy
I’m too goddamn lazy
I’m too goddamn lazy
I’m too goddamn lazy
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