Late For The Sky

I dream what these wings won't do

Cause counting sheep is as easy as 1 2

Jumping out the nest to catch some bird food

Clutch so intense that the knuckles turn blue

I been hooped by wise men

Check horizons, read the flight plan

Spread the lifespan

Sky heights are set, it's time to climb these steps

We only try to get free from the spider's web

Gotta murder all the messing around

Carry the burden of work, never setting it down

With a spot like now, my shot, my chance

Put a plot of land in the pockets of my pants

Break loose, raise roof when the kick drops

They flew, straight through, no pit stops

Lift off with your head in the clouds

Or get lost in the rest of the crowd

Been here for too long

Said it's time to ride

Got to push it on

Cause I aim for the sky

Times have come and gone

Yes, it's time to ride

Early in the morn'

Here's a quotable Slash rap notable

Slash mic on the still controlling you

I'm rarely candid, my view panoramic

My eyes wide shut, if not one, I'm holding two

I'm packing double, getting up too early

I'm actually trouble, kind of acting 7: 30

Attracted to this Earth, maybe acting kinda worldly

But running on my work that says "Ev I better hurry"

I'd rather worry death than being pushed in the line

Still a perfect [?], never late when I fly

Epic so this time when I rhyme

Not an ounce of death dying, stay late to the sky

Late for my prime, something that was shaped by design

I been running while the others hurt from racing a line

Making it great coincides with making it mine

Coincides with the hate that I'm making in signs

Let me start from the beginning, I rewind to the top

Pitch my heart in every inning like I did with the And it don't stop, a body in motion stays in motion

Coasting in between the wings of this flowing

From a chickenwire frame

And a house of wax

To a rocket exploding into a cloud of bats

I been it, doing heat in a '76 Plymouth

Sitting a We will be closing in 5 minutes