Better Days (feat. The Grouch)

When I get up on the track it's like I levitate

That's when I feel that bit of God and I elevate

I never did it for a cause I just ventilate

Then giving it back right to the world when I meditate

Now they biting on my lines cause they been a bait

Feel like I killed for this meal on yo dinner plate

I put my soul into the record they could imitate

But they could never fill the measure when they emulate

Under pressure, but my efforts, never been a waste

Take pleasure, in pursuing every bit of grace

My rap fluent, and I treasure every bit it takes

There's no truance when you moving at this finish pace

Exterminatin every benefit in every bit of fake

Serenading with a etiquette that make em show face

No place for the delicate

Ache for the relevance

Stank from the scent of they hate

But it's evident

That all things must come to an end

Whether you walkin' on beat as a foe or friend

I pay amends

And homage to my folks that lie

And tap into this energy, that takes me to the most high

Oh you don't know

But it feels like I've been floating on this beat

So give me some of that funky stuff

That sweet funky stuff c'mon

Oh you don't know

But it feels like this could be my energy

Yeah, so give me some of that funky stuff

So give me some of that funky stuff

That sweet funky stuff c'mon

I been on my better days

They can try me anyways

They won't jade my energy yeah

So give me some of that funky stuff c'mon

I been on my better days

They can try me anyways

They won't jade my energy yeah

So give me some of that funky stuff c'mon

No one can get me down but me

I trip on that

Profoundly

How many licks just to learn the lesson?

To put it in motion

Answer burning questions

(What)

Well that's wisdom and I'm going the distance

Distortin' the picture

(Yep)

Correctin' the vision

(Yep)

Building my light source

Wielding the right sword

Healing with light

Creating' beauty not eye sores

Rolling the dice more

(Shake em)

Cause if I don't shoot

Then I damn sure can't score

We puttin numbers on the board

(Play ball)

Lift my brothers up

It's funner when there's more

Encompass abundance

Without a doubt the outcomes triumphant

Without a doubt let's move like we want it

It's out the park or skill when I bunt it

Who funk'd it?

This shit stankin'

(Peace)

Amplified with good vibes and we came with

(Love)

And spin the tires till they smoke

Cause the GOATS

Never wrote

That they tired or retired from the game when

It got hard

And I don't gotta pause

For no cause

Tear the walls

When the thoughts large

Oh you don't know

But it feels like I've been floating on this beat

So give me some of that funky stuff

That sweet funky stuff c'mon

Oh you don't know

But it feels like this could be my energy

Yeah, so give me some of that funky stuff

So give me some of that funky stuff

That sweet funky stuff c'mon

I been on my better days

They can try me anyways

They won't jade my energy yeah

So give me some of that funky stuff c'mon

I been on my better days

They can try me anyways

They won't jade my energy yeah

So give me some of that funky stuff c'mon