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Luv(sic), Pt. 6 (Uyama Hiroto remix)
Nujabes & Uyama Hiroto
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Yeah, I met a metaphorical girl in a metaphysical world
Now you got me daydreaming, sleeping in a curl
Her name on my tongue, a fresh flavor, yup
Whenever she popped up, put a swirl on my cone
I used to rap like I had some marbles in my mouth
But the stones turned precious when they all came out
On a string of deep thought that could never be bought
Body rock, don't stop, bebop to hip hop
Cold as ice, so I stared as they thawed to the floor
What was left, a shoestring budget on call
Then these new styles came along
Some on to the next, on some other hit, their own trip
Colors faded on airbrushed centerfolds, dated
Make you feel old and jaded, the goal was to make it and we made it
But we didn't know how to keep it like nice kicks that wouldn't fit
Only way was to box it up and duct tape it up
Store it underneath the bed and open it up
Once in a blue moon, think about a cool ending
To a story that ended too soon
Gotta bring back the feeling, I'll do anything not to be stuck on fiending
A pen can be sharper than a scalpel to a patient
To an open heart, it's a daily operation
After six comes seven and eight, access code to the pearly gates
They say Heaven can wait and you speak of fate
A finale to a play for my mate
I see the angels draw the drapes over the earthscape
Where the wine is the spirit of grapes
Gotta finish what we started, so I cut the date
As our records will stay on rotate
You say a circle is a flawless shape, every part equal distance from the center
On the arc without a start or a finish, a line on a loop carries weight
A freight train runs unabated
Views vanish from my point vantage, passages come in and out
How I remember your antics, still alive 'cause I said it
Laugh at it to, unless we did it, till they see the name in credits
A labor of love, you mean slavery, surely, it's been quite savory
Crepe on the balcony, verbal alchemy, pure magic when she touches me
I read that love is kind but it's also blind of any style
You profess, you could be my guest
Happiness is a hot potato that you can't possess for long
Just pass it on like a song
I might look calm and collected at a glance
But I taste the void when I'm not connected
To the world kinetic, as opposed to static
Idle hands, the workshop of a modern day addict
On a hot streak for inspiration is key to feed the mind in need of stimulation
Elevator music to the space station, penthouse of stars a-blazing
After six comes seven and eight, access code to the pearly gates
They say Heaven can wait and you speak of fate
A finale to a play for my mate
I see the angels draw the drapes over the earthscape
Where the wine is the spirit of grapes
Gotta finish what we started, so I cut the date
As our records will stay on rotate
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