StrayDog LoveSong

Stray clouds out but the day's still sunny And the land made of blood and milk and honey Four walls and a floor and a roof and a door And a window where I sit and watch the cold world war Its the mad dash to get cash here while the shit lasts Say it ends soon so we live fast Got me buying flowers every other day Just to pick em all apart and try and smoke em in your face Want a taste from the river that cleans the sinner Was in love at breakfast but hate by dinner Still trying really to balance out the center But you never get the sweet without the bitter I pull my hood on when I head out in the city at night Put my headphones on to a song I can write Start to freestyle to every little thing I see Street lights change and the car-horns beep An old woman sleeps next to a trash heap Crowd of pigeons gathered up right at her feet I see comedy, drama and tragedy Still alive, not a casualty [Hook x2] I walked a long cold road and wrote this heat Just to warm my soul if soul could speak Watching life turned whole from broken lengths I want the love and the money and the time to think When you broke everyday is just a dollar to chase When you rich everyday is just dollars to make Don't window shop but I walk in the bank Thinking I ought to get all that I can I know my music ain't all that's planned But this is all that I have As far as blood sweat and tears I put it all in the pad And put faith in my strength when I started to rap Say the strongest survive but its the ones who adapt So any place on the map I've laid my hat From LA to the dawn to cape town and back I found my dogs and made my pacts I made these songs and found my path I hold the wheel while my soul will steer As we rode through the globe and flow through ears See the road's made of gold it's grown right here See the pedals got the force the close comes near But I'm only beginning to get it clear Spent years, only writing about the man in the mirror Been hungry in the concrete jungle full of fear Now I'm feeling like the hunter on the day he met the bear Cause the fear of the body bones and heart A little bit of fear kept the soldier sharp I sold everything I own to buy this poem Hoping if I could just own it my money tree would grow Maybe it will or maybe it won't Got a voice with the meaning but I'm still broke But its all about the change, about the song I wrote From the day I started hunting with the wolves and crows [Hook x2]