(Muad'Dib vocal scratching) One.. (Felix)...Is for the live shows (Muad'Dib) Two.. (Felix)...Is for the beats and (Muad'Dib) Three.. (Felix)...Is for the woman who sleeps under my sheets so (Muad'Dib) Four.. (Felix)...Is for the energy that builds exponentially (Muad'Dib) Five.. (Felix)...is for my friends that keep on reinventing me
(chorus repeats twice)
First verse:
(Felix) On the fifth day My day off I'm up early The early worm gets the big bite by little birdie The early bird gets gets chased and caught by the cat Watch your back little birdie Cause I'm up From my nap Yes I got a cable T.V And I got a cable mic It's only got...(Muad'Dib) One.. (Felix)...channel, but the reception is tight I'm flying by the seat of my pants So at the end of the night Your records come alive And beg for the daylight (Muad'Dib) And five miles.. (Felix) ...away my brother's in his room Playing games Like Starcraft Burning other people to flames And likewise Right here Right now The show of aggression has.. (Muad'Dib)...Five.. (Felix)...fingers and.. (Muad'Dib)...One.. (Felix)...mic Next lesson The session gets deeper Follow me through I brought my pen and pad And just a little inspiration To guide you with You could just listen and learn Itching to burn Vision for the rhyme of giving to return Chorus
Second verse: (Felix) Wake up, it's early morning Get dressed Turn on my radio Another beautiful day In my neighborhood Since the morning's when I'm mostly inspired Though I'm still a bit tired I write because I'm feeling Like the flava's good Saturday was yesterday Last week And nothing's open now Except coffee shops Which really ain't my style I smile as I'm writing this world is still asleep And it's just me and the sun And we're conversing for a while Now it's.. (Muad'Dib)...Five...(Felix)...Fifty.. (Muad'Dib)...Five.. (Felix)...in the early And the shadow on my lawn becomes a midget As the sun comes rolling along A little bit more hustle As I nod to my neighbors They have no idea that they could be in this song Their cool is still the dopest person out there My mother She accepts me for my rap As if rapping is my lover And she, she accepts me for my rapping of course Because art needs inspiration needs a source Don't blink on...(Muad'Dib)...Five.. (Felix)...PM on this day I'm driving by Driving away Driving to say That my throat hurts from all the talking and really no work And everybody is writing calling Felix a jerk So what doesn't make you wince now Can only make you better We'd all be better swimmers If the earth was really wetter The moral of the story is to remain untold And never really ends It just twists and unfolds saying.. (chorus) x4 (musical interlude, fades out)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
