Big Ships – E-Dubble – letras

Big ships still sink, but my boat’s afloatHands up high for the ones who knewI’ll get by for the ones I knowWith a drink up high for the onesI knowAnd I’m standing tallThe lights shine bright as starsAnd I’m feeling like I might be oneSo tonight it’s onThe drunk mind pens the poemAnd the poem feels just like homeLi live blogging from the spot with some thoughts of grangerPuffing something strong enough to cure most cancerShouts to world peace, and the shit we yearn forSometimes I worry that we only hurry to earn moreSometimes I worry that we only hurry to hustleForgetting why we love, and all this beautiful struggleShouts to talib and the poets withBackpack graduate to rayBans, chains, and snap-backsLong as we backtrack, people can processSmoking that good lifeLook at that progressTwo tone rebel, I can never say enoughWe fight the status quo when the status quo sucksSo I’m balling in my own rightFighting that good fightThink I got a chance nowThink I got my shit rightThrowing knives in the air and hitting suckersI be finding angles on these chickens like chuck isBig ships still sink, but my boat’s afloatHands up high for the ones who knewI’ll get by for the ones I knowWith a drink up high for the onesI knowAnd I’m standing tallThe lights shine bright as starsAnd I’m feeling like I might be oneSo tonight it’s onThe drunk mind pens the poemAnd the poem feels just like homeI got a story to hell, my anxiety’s highSo pass that dutch ’till the feeling subsidesNeed illiteral high, need audible dopeThose critical times I make audible smokeLet the audience go, let the lights get turned offLike I’m too grown for this shit like murtaughLethal weapon hecklers be fretting and oh dogLike I ain’t even sure what side to butter the toast onRobots can’t drink, robots can’t smokeAnd I ain’t fixing anything that ain’t been brokeTwo tokes is healthy, in my lungs is hopeOne syllable lives, one syllable croaksAnd I probably killed it on my on my tartan-clad shitLighting up trees with the green eyed banditSpit a couple bars for a large advanceHarlem shake with these shakers ’till the cars is fastAnd I’m goneBig ships still sink, but my boat’s afloatHands up high for the ones who knewI’ll get by for the ones I knowWith a drink up high for the onesI knowAnd I’m standing tallThe lights shine bright as starsAnd I’m feeling like I might be oneSo tonight it’s onThe drunk mind pens the poemAnd the poem feels just like home(Do it big like wallaceIf you don’t know the name keep quietWe going to do the mother-fucking knowledgeKeep that shit modestWonder where the bread’s like hollerEven when the bread’s on notta)Gotta pay those tollsSo I be riding clean at the mostFive man I’ll be giving the postNever seen a gift horse looking back at his mouthGift of grab, so he might as well toast and let ir marinateI don’t assume too soon, I let it marinateIt’s like an olsen twin, it’s like mary kateIt’s like an olsen twin who likes mary janeEven if we stumble, still bubbles just like perrierBig ships still sink, but my boat’s afloatHands up high for the ones who knewI’ll get by for the ones I knowWith a drink up high for the onesI knowAnd I’m standing tallThe lights shine bright as starsAnd I’m feeling like I might be oneSo tonight it’s onThe drunk mind pens the poemAnd the poem feels just like home