Body Double

[Verse 1] I was born inside a Wind parade Crying on the best of days Almost pushed stop On the tape Inside an Escalade In those last moments Spilling out into the Interstate Estimate the cost To the universe Don’t escalate Back to the soil Back to the flower beds Back to the Crown Royal Then it’s Back to the toil, black Spinning while these Other motherfuckers was just Spilling raps Ready to die Ready to fly Why I skipped the track God in the dice tumblers Whether you’re walking around Carrying heat Or you’re living proof Of the life numbers All chance All just a dance Of happenstance So she never wrap her head Around how I knew in advance When the glass Shatter back into sands And park jams turn to ghosts Singing a sweet romance And in a glance I’m a talk with the Bedouins Or walk with the gentlemen Where every split second Is bringing me to the elegance The elements is Wind, water, earth Coke-sprinkled White Owls Thick bitches Gold watches and a choke Put ‘em in my mausoleum Pharaoh, take ‘em and elope But it’s just a hope All they did Was shake me ‘Til I woke [Chorus] I'm alone in the city, black Fitted cap back With a pretty young thing When I'm sitting back Six deep On the creep back to Philly I'm Joe Conrad Comrade to the billions Trife times White lines When I write rhymes Ice grill 'em on a warm day Lifetime Catch me on the block Blowing dice Or I'm flowing nice When the city lights Bright in the night time [Verse 2] So when you see me disappearing With the Anasazi I'm putting work into Reappear with the paparazzi She probably cold as ice Even inside the city lights Forever rock the Persol shades Into the pretty night My Los Angeles My Philadelphiatic Coke flow Vangelis Synth Rap Evangelist, black So when I leave the game I'll still be dreaming of fast bitches In Key Biscayne In case you need a name It's Lush Vida Pirouette Dressed for power with Benson & Hedges cigarettes Sort of like a minaret Morrocan women, tan Long legs and sillhouette Sinning in every step that I take Until I take a breathe And slow down Whatever go down I'll take it all New romantic when he puffing the trees And stake it all On the work and if I follow my bliss For model chicks They steady loving The way that I spit I'll get to live, uhh…