It's the warmth when it's cold and it's stormin It's driftin off to the sound of the rain It's gettin up, gettin goals in the mornin It's liftin up from the ground with your flame It's the strength to with stand life lessons It's the clock as the hand strikes seconds It's my movie, where every memory's a color I collect to expand my spectrum It's the simple days, Childhood here now, then it's gone in an instant Back when the wall around my world was a little to high to see beyond in the distance It's the smell of my mitt in the fresh grass Little league, and the times that I'm so free It's snow days, Martachello park When the sleds hit the hills and their flyin through the oak trees It's the kid who collects cards, back in 91 summertime comin out the store and It's the fact he's unrappin the pack with a smile on his dial cause he's scorin the Jordan Past times, I hold em dear. It's Maryland Virginia, bold and clear The way the leaves on those trees in the streets would fall in the fall, all to paint my golden years and yeah
Chorus: X2 When the Sky's gray, I live on light rays I've written every page of my life's play I've drawn through my eyes I've colored outside the lines Tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin by
It's a bumpy road, tryin to steer through the years of a genius
Can't conceal what I feel, this is real and the deal is it heals up the tears from my phoenix And I remember those days with my dad in the great outdoors getting raised by the land Not knowin how hard life gets Call me huckleberry when I start my quest So jump on my cloud, sit back and lounge My wings are the size of a rich rappers house I'll never leave, so, picture a Viking Who's, memory is like Christian the lion That was me goin town to town On fireworks night you couldn't count me out My mates older brothers had a hundred little bungers Take cover cause we nearly burned down the house I remember when they took away my wu-tang Sittin there till the bell in my school rang Playin pool on the cool where the rules are abused My adventure to the center where the youth hang And grandmas, we'd visit every journey A living room stage where I'd mimic Eddy Murphey Or kid and play, I'd play delirious So dam much, they couldn't take me serious
Chorus: X2 When the Sky's gray, I live on light rays I've written every page of my life's play I've drawn through my eyes I've colored outside the lines Tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
