[Chorus 1]
I been waitin' to come back
Hopin' to make this, waitin' to take that
Wantin' to say this, ready to say that
I been ready to just, I been ready to just snap
Yeah, I been waitin' to come back
Hopin' to make this, waitin' to take that
Wantin' to say this, ready to say that
I been ready to just, I been ready to just snap (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Blood of my veins ink the point of this ball pen
A dead man walkin', these the writings of Sean Penn
'Cause time's runnin' out, write it in shorthand
It's havoc, y'all, a matador's entered the bullpen
So draw your sword, I pull this pen, prove its might
Illuminate the cruellest night wit' a fluid strike
With little more than intention to exudе the sight
Twenty-three years through thеse eyes, you assume the life
From bata bullets, scabbed knees in the takeaways
To gettin' jumped, face grazed on the pavement, ayy
To tryna make them school grades for the paperchase
To the urge to take to veins with a razor blade
I praise this day, no longer wait in the wings
Let's let fly and see how much hate to David it brings
I display, from the sleeve to the page
What the ribs and a cardiac arrest couldn't cage
[Chorus 2]
Uh, uh, this voice, listen
It's poise, rhythm, life story, vision
Pinpoint precision, hit joints and kill 'em
This noise is livin', this noise is livin'
Yeah, yeah, this voice, listen
It's poise, rhythm, life story, vision
Pinpoint precision, hit joints and kill 'em
This noise is livin', this noise is livin'
[Chorus 1]
Yeah, I been waitin' to come back
Hopin' to make this, waitin' to take that
Wantin' to say this, ready to say that
I been ready to just, I been ready to just snap
Yeah, I been waitin' to come back
Hopin' to make this, waitin' to take that
Wantin' to say this, ready to say that
I been ready to just, I been ready to just snap
[Post-Chorus]
Been ready to just, ready to just
Ready to just, ready to just
Ready to just, ready to just
Ready to just, I been ready to just snap
[Verse 2]
Uh, quick shot of adrenaline
Bus stop, hop step out as I rock acapellas in
Headphones, Mobb Deep, it does not get no better, man
Mouth lyrics, oblivious to surroundings I'm in, and it's just
Hit 9 at Hunters Corner, the punters callin'
And the men dressed as women set up for another mornin'
All swarmin' for a man that pays while the Foodtown
Trolley boy walk past a chick holdin' bag to her face
Emergin' like she been slapped wit' a paint palette
Been handed a paint palette which I now animate, tell it
Walk without a second thought, still mimin' raps
Drunk fobs at the door, it's club raro night in Paps
Hibiscus in their hair, stare at the ground
While walkin' past, I don't want no trouble starin' me down
Ever been round, yeah, know what that's like? Know that type
"Got a fuckin' eye problem, cunt?!" Better act right
Cracked lights, neon, be on 24/7, begone
As I turn off Great South into the streets beyond
From here, it's ten minutes walk to get home
Birth of a dream, yeah still rockin' them headphones, what!
[Chorus 1]
Yeah, I been waitin' to come back
Hopin' to make this, waitin' to take that
Wantin' to say this, ready to say that
I been ready to just, I been ready to just snap
Yeah, I been waitin' to come back
Hopin' to make this, waitin' to take that
Wantin' to say this, ready to say that
I been ready to just, I been ready to just snap
[Post-Chorus]
Ready to just, ready to just
Ready to just, ready to just
Ready to just, ready to just
Ready to just, ready, ready, ready
[Chorus 2]
Uh, uh, this voice, listen
It's poise, rhythm, life story, vision
Pinpoint precision, hit joints and kill 'em
This noise is livin', this noise is livin'
Yeah, yeah, this voice, listen
It's poise, rhythm, life story, vision
Pinpoint precision, hit joints and kill 'em
This noise is livin', this noise is livin'
[Outro]
This noise is livin', this noise is livin'
Uh, uh, this noise is livin'
Yeah, yeah, this voice, listen
This noise is livin', this noise is livin'
