Typical Cats

Typical Cats - Any Day lyrics

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[Qwell:]

Rain shine, was fate denied by state time

Ya caged ryhmes contain rage behind gang signs

Remember chickens spittin' game at you

I'm prayin' wit a flow, when you get home I'm fixin' gang tatoos

Forget stress, yes I'll accept the charges

Armed wit curse words and verses to get the guards pissed

I dropped out since we last spoke (what!?)

Commisary, so it sucks son, we all grown up

Fa sho, growin' up was tough more drugs then luck

Fuck a thuggie gettin' bucked you can roll wit us

No more holdin' in stolen trucks

Roll to dunkin' donoughts, where po po n' folks can both hold nuts

Flame up say ya name n' now the whole gangs smoked

N' swear to moms, I'll quit spittin' to get ya chains broken

Ya name is spoken openly

Remember holdin' dreams of bein' dope, yo son they quotin' me

Still the same witty poetry, grown n' smokin' weed

How can we be broke when the city owes us sleep

Or at least a peace of mind, crime was stealin' youth from you

Or who could allude you would'a grew inside a human *zoo*

There's truth and this troop both sent me to get you

The issue's how windows ain't mirrors when we miss you

More Tatoos, then nights at home

Rockin' this one for you this is your microphone

[Chorus:]

[Denizen Kane:]

Life (ah) too fruit to see, to leave root for you to see

[Qwell:]

Unique, never enuch, cause stress ain't new to me

Life(ah) too fruit to see, to leave root for you to see

I'm unique, never eunch, cause stress ain't new to me

(Eunch is pronouced Yoo-Nick)

[Denizen Kane:]

See I belive in the beloved below the skin, so forgive me if I sin

Skimming the surface before I burrow in

I've been out of this to rub wit the red hands of my fear

So it's just you and belaa, risin' into the clear

Blue, who knew eyes could see so far from up here

Tote, skimmin' the green heads of tree tops under god knows where

Ya sweet do't leave now, or drop like an autmn

Stay wrapped in my hand like a thorn esacped blossoms

Of, red in my palms, now they match my father

Skippin' then stains outta rich mans pants and lipsticollas

Hollerin' to moms about the babble-o-bills and loans again

They gather on the kitchen table, cat shatters

They figured they whisper the other day, about the son who was away to date

The whole store was spreadin', you wishin' the laundry would just wash away

Moms fingers full of stiches, mouth full of pins

Mubbles yes, enter quick request to god with pursed lips

My sons, I lost'em under the rush of adolesence

To impatience pussy pens, funny cigarettes for a lessons

But if she saw me now, with the blade of a smile, nestled in my fluttery wrist

Never repeddle way' my metal

And knew that gods admissions are both open and free

And that he slowed the medics down, the rivers too fast for me

N' edits and re-writes we askith pleasith the human thesis

Any day I'll be embedded in a perfect sentnece please believith

[Chorus]

[Qwazaar:]

Life(ah) to the fruit to the sea, then lead the root for you to see

[Denizen Kane:]

I'm unique, never eunch, cause stress ain't new to me

Life(ah) to the fruit to the sea, then lead the root for you to see

I'm unique, never eunch, cause stress ain't new to me

[Qwazaar:]

Yo, when I reminisce, I don't remember timbalnds, nothing but pearl wings

Rockin'em wit wit the tongues hangin' outta the front wit no strings

Wit no whites on, yo we frontin' wit fake gold rings

No gold chains, just house keys on shoe strings

So how does anybody sleep on a featherless pillow

With the worlds weight across the shoulder blade tryna smother hope

It's foolish pride, these devils they'll surely try to split you

And force you to sign over ya soul scribin' in physical

Well in a constant conflict, cofidence against incompitence

Tryna grasp the context of lifes concepts

That little bitter peice that I need indeed I'll search for it

I try to ignore time, but I can't afford it

Smokin' weed, thinkin' I surely need employment to feed my spoiled kid

Never been characterized as the type to avoid his choices

Sow now I sacrafice life, the mic's in good faith

But not a penny saved, hopin' to blow like any day

Thanks to Nick for these lyrics

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