The Love Song

Contrary to popular belief You know what, yo This is not a love song, it's a sonnet Damn, it feels good to have people up on it but I'm just a fool playing with the master's tools Learning how to break the rules of this record company pool Hallucination, I see with my eyes But my heart's telling me lies, why do I fantasize Why am I telling lies to the people from the stage? Pretending it's all good when inside it's fire and rage 'Cause I can't understand How a man lives off the life of another man Trying to pimp the universe, that's a joke I stay rocking the boat down to my last note It's murder she wrote, assassination vocabulary I see your termination is heavily necessary I should'a known, they do it for Forbes alone I do it to break the walls if I fell off then let me know people It's funny how life can go First you ride high, then you might lay low Don't get high off your own supply Some will set foots before a fall comes by This is my message to the world Just trying to reach every boy and girl Not trying to say if it's right or wrong (you know what, yo) Lyrical optometrist with 2020 vision Servin' rhymes like my granny used to serve provision Chaotical amniotical fluid, the rap Jewett that's fluent (yeah) In the art of onomatopoeia Metaphysical microscopic topic dropper When I was a kid, I wanted roller skates and a bike chopper But alas, pop, pop, never thought to keep me in style That's why I'm schizophrenic now so God bless the child that has his own The harvest we reap is what we sown (what?) Chrome microphone, shoot it, towards the dome Of computer digital clones (yeah), that mimic philosopher stones Saying the style's their own, when they bite like Mike from Brownsville That sounds ill (what?) Relationship is a mirror (uh-huh) But you see yourself within, and the picture is clearer That's why I'm on the scene wit a mic, like Ernesto Guevara (uh-huh) While they exploit your life like Geraldo Rivera, they just It's funny how life can go First you ride high, then you might lay low Don't get high off your own supply Some will set foots before a fall comes by This is my message to the world Just trying to reach every boy and girl Not trying to say if it's right or wrong (yeah) This is just a love song (check it) It's easy not to care, what people say It's harder to pretend to try 'Cause they can only love you from yesterday I'm looking at the Nile, it rose high I'm just a man who's walking They stand around and keep talking They tried to clip my wings But wisdom fills so many things, say it again I'm just a man who's walking They stand around and keep talking They tried to clip my wings But wisdom says so many things to love, love It's funny how life can go Don't get high off your own supply This is my message to the world Not trying to say if it's right or wrong This is just a love song It's funny how life can go Don't get high off your own supply This is my message to the world Not trying to say if it's right or wrong