The Carpenter

[Homeboy Sandman: Verse 1] Sand to the rescue, hipper than ha-choo then bless you I’ll be in the lab dude, my respect due I should get a tattoo With a test tube monkey that's a baboon That’s my nephew, funkier than a bathroom That’s the rest room labeled in the back room With the guess who' I’ll be on the avenue Making chess moves Don't be gettin' fretful, times I get forgetful, reppin' for the fresh few, whippin' up the fresh food Beard like Moses kicking with the opposition and the poseurs Planes be going 'neeeow' passing over each and every foe, wake up and smell the Folgers I don’t wanna hear how it won't work, that just means the whole earth hasn't done their homework Early on I veered, then I soul-searched, dug deep like a gopher, figured I should go first, reason why I don't curse, reason why I'm sober, reason I feel younger, even though I'm older Open your eyes and keep them on me [Homeboy Sandman: Verse 2] Shot gunning for the leg room And I got my fortune cookies in the bedroom Type of cat that always Repping in the rec room Paparazzi Boy Sand Rapping in they red room As soon as I check one ‘Fore I even check two You ain’t gotta say it once Everybody guess who I be puttin’ checks up Even when the rent's due Ain’t nobody next up Ain’t nobody next to Moment that I Intel Records I should improv So I be getting’ extra Places like I messed up [Verse 3] People see the home boy, and they be like oh snap And they be like oh boy Shout to Japanese Cats Chilling, watching Oldboy People in New Orleans Chilling eating po’boys Just because I’m pro-life Don’t mean I'm not pro-choice Reading Dostoevsky don’t mean I read Tolstoy Used to be had no voice You can see that’s null and void Nas is like "I Am" I'mma be like "Yo Soy" Now I'm making big noise Playing with the big boys I don't mean the Big Noids B, I mean the Sig Freuds [Bridge] These summer rhymes open your eyes they keep up on me These summer rhymes open your eyes they keep up on me The sun gon’ rise open your eyes they keep up on me These keep in books and keepin’ homey [Verse 4] I’m never gonna slow, I’m never gonna stall I’m never gonna cease, I’m never gonna cheat I’m never gonna cheapen, never gonna eat I’m never gonna sleep, never gonna sell out Never gonna lease more, never in the streets I’m never gonna leave, cats lame if they believe They’ll never take a leave, you’ll never be relieved You don’t never take a leak, My level is elite Time’s living of elite, … Cast lather on the mic, cats gather on the right I’d rather make a left, I ain't frightened of the light I ain’t tryin to be polite, I’m fighting for my life I’m fighting to the death, I’m down to pay the price Ain’t no roll of the dice I don’t even wait to dive in take it to the depths, no mind if money’s tight I’m done with wearing ties I’m running out of time, not running out of breath Next thing you know presto, all up in the press, so yeah you wanna bet Make sure to stay abreast