No time like the present
Posted: Fri Sep 10, 2010 9:10 am
Written to Drake's "9am Freestyle"
Is ready for my destiny to come, I'm so tired of waiting
my baby is the angel on my shoulder, telling me "patience.
It'll come true honey, like a prophesy"
and she'll be there in the end, for that she pinky promised me.
And with that promise, the foreshadowing is evident
When it's all said and done this note will be the evidence.
But once it's destroyed I escape without cop in sight
Yeah I'mma kill it all, bad company's the reason you're up at night.
Remember the days, baby, when life was just a summer breeze?
then poisonous girls came along provoking and infecting me.
I'm better now, though...take a look at my vitals
I toot my own horn, all are welcome to my recital.
The epitome of fresh air you can catch me close to the clouds
Shooting for the stars at supersonic, I mean the speed of sound.
But clowns with those painted frowns wanna see my plans averted
But I blew up...In paradise, now where's my 40 virgins?
I guess they don't want me to have it, so I wreak havoc
see the weight of the world on my shoulders, I call it simple baggage.
Pilgrim's progress, I choose to leave it all at your feet
which is interesting cause I'm slowly climbing to the top, while the lazy sleep.
So listen...I'm on a mission
you feel me? Good, cause I'm itching,
to let this verse ride...
Tinted windows so that the curious can't see what's inside.
Mysterioso with an enigmatic approach to life
maybe that's the reason people ask how I can choose a wife
At such a young age...I'm a young sage in the making
now I'm heading to the highway of success like my face is on the pavement.
Love whatever is true and the pursuit of it even more
I'm flowing on this ish, go 'head and grab an oar.
Cause we about to chase the green all over the seven seas
And once I plant seeds, try and laugh at my forest of money trees.
Suppose it's true I work hard for next to nothing
and I'm in my room while the cool kids are out clubbing.
But when dividends get paid and I'm in the gain
it'd look like a hurricane if i choose to let it rain.
Since I'm stingy with it, you'll never know i'm practically growing grass
I see most of 'em jealous, it's my job to make it last.
If that's a subliminal hint at the presence of present success
Ask yourself why my company's number has a Vegas address.
Don't read into it, you'll get caught in between the lines like it's pong on full screen
I'm running it now, but had to pause because of a pulled string
Now I'm back on it, I'm an addict that never got enough
at least when I overdose on liquid assets, my family will have enough.
I'm currently stuck on an non-offensive way to end it,
the game is about to be on lock, I gave it a life sentence.
The judge, jury, and executioner, you can call my swagger "vintage."
I guess being known internationally is just by product of being independent.
Is ready for my destiny to come, I'm so tired of waiting
my baby is the angel on my shoulder, telling me "patience.
It'll come true honey, like a prophesy"
and she'll be there in the end, for that she pinky promised me.
And with that promise, the foreshadowing is evident
When it's all said and done this note will be the evidence.
But once it's destroyed I escape without cop in sight
Yeah I'mma kill it all, bad company's the reason you're up at night.
Remember the days, baby, when life was just a summer breeze?
then poisonous girls came along provoking and infecting me.
I'm better now, though...take a look at my vitals
I toot my own horn, all are welcome to my recital.
The epitome of fresh air you can catch me close to the clouds
Shooting for the stars at supersonic, I mean the speed of sound.
But clowns with those painted frowns wanna see my plans averted
But I blew up...In paradise, now where's my 40 virgins?
I guess they don't want me to have it, so I wreak havoc
see the weight of the world on my shoulders, I call it simple baggage.
Pilgrim's progress, I choose to leave it all at your feet
which is interesting cause I'm slowly climbing to the top, while the lazy sleep.
So listen...I'm on a mission
you feel me? Good, cause I'm itching,
to let this verse ride...
Tinted windows so that the curious can't see what's inside.
Mysterioso with an enigmatic approach to life
maybe that's the reason people ask how I can choose a wife
At such a young age...I'm a young sage in the making
now I'm heading to the highway of success like my face is on the pavement.
Love whatever is true and the pursuit of it even more
I'm flowing on this ish, go 'head and grab an oar.
Cause we about to chase the green all over the seven seas
And once I plant seeds, try and laugh at my forest of money trees.
Suppose it's true I work hard for next to nothing
and I'm in my room while the cool kids are out clubbing.
But when dividends get paid and I'm in the gain
it'd look like a hurricane if i choose to let it rain.
Since I'm stingy with it, you'll never know i'm practically growing grass
I see most of 'em jealous, it's my job to make it last.
If that's a subliminal hint at the presence of present success
Ask yourself why my company's number has a Vegas address.
Don't read into it, you'll get caught in between the lines like it's pong on full screen
I'm running it now, but had to pause because of a pulled string
Now I'm back on it, I'm an addict that never got enough
at least when I overdose on liquid assets, my family will have enough.
I'm currently stuck on an non-offensive way to end it,
the game is about to be on lock, I gave it a life sentence.
The judge, jury, and executioner, you can call my swagger "vintage."
I guess being known internationally is just by product of being independent.