Plain English (2003 Version)

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CYNE - Rap

Plain English (2003 Version)

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[Verse 1: Cise Star] Gravitating towards fast ways of living, got me spending My time on bullshit, never really seeing bigger pictures Close my eyes, in my mind see sunshine Open 'em up, and I see the opposite outside I'm so confused. Whoever wrote the book on life's rules Need to go back to school and learn how to write too It's not in plain English, so dammit, I can't read it I need it to pass, and my glass is empty Here's a penny for your thoughts. I got a rock for your scissors You cut my paper, I cut you down 'cause written On the page is my past and future, the blueprint To my heart—handle it wrong, I'll shoot ya [Verse 2: Cise Star] I dangle off the backs of angels, hanging at crooked angles My life ain't right, I'm running it with broken ankles So where should I begin? It's where the sidewalk ends I guess it all depends on who I'm gonna call my friend Stay steady and able, standing on broken tables Balancing acts, I relapse to rock the cradle Hover above reason, older with changing seasons I start my heart just to see my soul bleeding What am I really feeling? But it's my feelings I'm killing Numb to the world, I spill the wine and take the pearl Sitting on the dock of the bay, watching ships roll Away, I guess I'm going home today [Verse 3: Cise Star] The breath of life, breathing in deep, I do it twice Inhale the smell of joy, it be the sin of Christ Good to be alive to enjoy the blue skies Ocean waters and green grass, mountains getting taller Feeling nature, drawings, pictures without erasers I can't mess up 'cause I'm inspired by The Maker Taking it in, humming the song of the seraphim It's me and Him, rising the Sun into meridian Walking through trials, weight on my shoulder, but I still smile Saying what I feel now, running on The Green Mile Just a little bit non-militant So diligent until the people feeling it I'm born ready, trying to keep my mind steady, drove My Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry, chilling With my homeboy, sipping whiskey and rye, singing "This'll be the day that I die," and I…

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Credits

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  • Cise Starr