Loer Velocity ft. Sky Child - “Convo Piece”
[Emcee(s): Loer Velocity]
[Producer(s): Chris Jarvis]
[Vocals: Sky Child]
[Intro: Sample from [?]]
[?]: When this country recognized the true meaning of book. Thought is what’s the revolution’s all about. Thoughts is religion. The [?]. The, the super eye. It scrutinizes all other eyes. The rocking horse of the human spirit: God. God got himself His pure, unadulterated poetry
[Interlude 1: Loer Velocity]
Yes, yes, yes. It’s a nice one, Jarvis. I like this one
[Verse 1: Loer Velocity]
Lately, I’ve been feeling kind of introverted
And you might not fully get it by the way that I word it
But I’ma do my best to let you see in my window
But please don’t be offended by the stench of the endo
I constantly fight with the sound’s crescendo
Just to keep the tempo steady where it’s at
The vocalizing tongue’s already laidback
So that causes for the magnetism to interact
With the listening ease. OK, I know that
Just like I’m knowing God’s righteous degrees, but
What is it about my soul that has me connect
With the staunchness, ability you’ve come to expect?
One of many life questions yet to be answered like:
How come consciousness is not the industry standard?
Hmm. Go figure. I’ve baffled myself
With that one there. This situation needs help
[Hook: Sky Child and (Loer Velocity)]
Lately
I’ve been searching, rea-
-ching deep within my soul
(The conversation piece, the conversation piece) ‘cause
Baby
I’ll be damned if I’m
The first to cast that stone
(The conversation piece, the conversation piece)
[Verse 2: Loer Velocity]
Lately, I’ve been feeling a little reserved
And I ain’t been feeling the art of rhythm and word. Now
Don’t mistake me for just a disgruntled fan
And, first, understand we can agree to disagree
As a listener, I’m really kind of tired of the same old
Everyday, obnoxious, self-centered lingo
Murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill bullshit
If that’s all y’all about, then I’m about to build
And I ain’t trying to sound all self-righteous and shit
But look what’s being shown to the young and barely grown
Impressionable to life and all it has to offer
Love is to the world like how a cup needs a saucer
(For that stable support) Instead, knowledge is cut short
Before I lose you in thought, let me tie it all together
Basically, I got to step it up creatively
‘Cause, if not, I’ll be lumped with the rest of the debris
[Hook: Sky Child and (Loer Velocity)]
Lately
I’ve been searching, rea-
-ching deep within my soul
(The conversation piece, the conversation piece) ‘cause
Baby
I’ll be damned if I’m
The first to cast that stone
(The conversation piece, the conversation piece)
[Verse 3: Loer Velocity]
Lately, I’ve been feeling a little introverted
And you might not be getting it from the way that I word it
But I’m doing my best to have you seeing my window
And I know you caught a contact from the stench of the endo
After crescendos, tempos steadily remain
The conversation brings about a beautiful exchange
Thought transcends from one space to the next
This original text in raw, abstract form
Internalized as pictures on stained glass
Broke but memorized enough to quote
Consciousness spoke and understood as a blessing
Just as long the understanding syncs with the lesson
Then we good, and the convo is just as I thought
Before I lose you in thought, yo, let me tie it all together
Basically, I got to step it up creatively
And give the mind’s eye what’s it’s waiting to see
[Hook: Sky Child and (Loer Velocity)] (x2)
Lately
I’ve been searching, rea-
-ching deep within my soul
(The conversation piece, the conversation piece) ‘cause
Baby
I’ll be damned if I’m
The first to cast that stone
(The conversation piece, the conversation piece)
[Outro: Sample from [?]]
[?]: I just want to weed out the bullshit. Change the [?], fighting the battle. Like I’ve been telling you all along. I’ve been telling everybody. Every motherfucker that drops from a pretty black woman’s legs has got to find his battlefield and go to war. All adhere to the philosopher boy. What?
[?]: You philosopher boy
[?]: [?]
[?]: Philosopher boy
[?]: The man is a boy
