(feat. Gift Of Gab, The , Joyo Velarde)



[Lyrics Born]

The past is a thing who approached you and asked if he wrote you a note

and then he quoted you with poems

all the things you pursue, anything to see you front too

who's zooming who

It's a privelage that's known as lyricism

I must admit this is a bit embarassing

but can I be characteristically caffinated

apple-cinnamon and licorice thoughts of jibberish

and we can reminisce about the history we're making right now

live a little

let your whims control your limbs

let the wind uphold your wings

let your friends stay home again

just give into your sins and unfold your linens and unroll your ribbons

don't give your body time to react, just relax

just lean back, your seat back

there ain't no need to freak out, just peep out

there ain't no one way to do nothing baby

sailing through the crab-shoot of life not knowing where we're going

but don't evade me



[Chorus]

When I self-emerge myself into a microphone, hey

when I shoot the wind I drift away with oxygen and out of sight I'm gone

there is no stopping time

I'm on cloud number nine

The Cloud of Dreams



[Lateef]

see it like this baby

like you got sunlight and then you got the shade

you got the grass bright green and then you got the pavement

got your whole life for sights you've seen and things you did

and the gravy

the only place you're staying is the changes that you making

grow, hold on, try and take it on yourself

but when you do it, when you get it you become, thrown away

But hold on

Know you're strong so keep your grip

cause they'll be trying there best to trip you

still, we 'gon carry it home

we've come so far we've got infinite future

keep the soul, the bloodline flowing on

it's like your mom says, baby-bubba

don't you worry, pray

you'll discover

a brand new place

somewhere or another

where you'll get your things straight

then in order

better have your issues covered like the world reporter

concepts over-flow over air and water

how many people missing this times importance

every moment that passses seems that time is shorter

then you reach your ultimate height will all the colors

represent your life, yourself, just know your culture

then you'll keep it rooted in your mind of polluted love

non-convoluted with the righteous result



[Chorus x2]

When I self-emerge myself into a microphone, hey

when I shoot the wind I drift away with oxygen and out of sight I'm gone

there is no stopping time

I'm on cloud number nine

The Cloud of Dreams