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Watsky

Genres: Hip-Hop

Love Letters Lyrics - Watsky

The drum is never the enemy of the pen 

But when I'm meeting mentally with beat and melody then 

One of me can turn into ten of me 

If there's ten of me, tell me how many heavenly similes can we blend? 

Like women and men would fall with no friends 

Like a rose would fall with no stem 

Like most folks follow trends 

Like Os follow LMNs 

That's how well I know life flows with the elements 

As sunrise kills an evening 

As stars die and a night sky is grieving 

As man sees what he has when it's leaving 

You gone is as asthma to breathing 

That's how much I need you in my life 

I'm never gonna ever leave you in my lifetime 

Cause every time I hear line that shows me I'm not alone it's saving me 

Cause I know that that's a lifeline 

Like minds—this is our home and they won't ruin it easily 

Cause the wolf is gonna blow until he's blue in the cheek 

And me and you and the crew can go take a snooze in the street 

And the bulldozer can come chew on our feet 

We never let em through 

We'll build a levy 

Limit the river's level 

Steady the flood and begin with a pebble 

Lend me one syllable 

Come if you're ready to shovel 

Run if you're shaking 

But I know that today is not my Waterloo 

 

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You've made a place where I'm welcome 

And although I give voice to it seldom 

Know I love you 

Nobody's above you 

And if you love someone then you tell them 

 

Every day the planet's losing IQ points 

But people still bumping Ice Cube joints 

So I've got hope 

And every day I'm seeking my true voice and looking up at a bright new choice 

Cause everybody's got a hustle and everyone's trying to push it 

It's tricky to find the kush hiking up a mountain of bullshit 

And there's another mountain of bullshit next to it littered with glitter, money 

And strippers they're selling as good shit 

It's nothing new up at the core though 

Everything same as it's always been only more so 

Of course so same token, while there's life there is truth 

While there's truth it demands to be spoken 

And someone's gonna speak it 

It's really not a secret 

You just need to search it 

You just need to seek it 

And though we like to worship a genius in a coffin 

We often forget that there's prophets among us walking 

And I know because I hear em when I am in the clouds 

And I got my music up and jamming it loud 

And dammit whatever I am or could ever become I'm positive that I will 

Always be a fan in the crowd 

So gimme gimme gimme 

Dylan and Biggy 

Hit me with Jimi, Emily Dickinson, Eminem, Niki Giovanni, Lennon, Kendrick, Gambino, Rafa, Chinaka, Dahlak and Missy, Saul and Beau and Paul and Kweli, Chali 2na and Chance and Seneca 

 

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(Go in poet!) 

86 I was thrown in the mix, saying 

(Go in poet!) 

86 anyone who would stand in the path of a kid saying 

(Go in poet!) 

86 bitches, 86 cups full of lean 

(Go in poet!) 

86 bars, infinity ways to say what I mean 

 

You've made a place where I'm welcome 

And although I give voice to it seldom 

Know I love you 

Nobody's above you 

And if you love someone then you tell them 

 

So if you're blocking the future I wanna to walk toward 

Suit yourself we're gonna lock swords 

But it's a wash if you're saying "Watsky I could rock withcha if you didn't talk 

Like some nails on a chalkboard 

I can tell—that you're really on your dope writer tip 

But you'll trip if you don't try to fit 

Maybe you can make it if you ghostwrite a hit 

And sell it to somebody who can ghostride a whip" 

Shieeet—I say no sirree 

I can smell the weak shit through the potpourri 

So I'm just gonna do what I do 

You take a minute or two and Google "Tim and Magoo" 

I love the that life I picked even if it ain't plush 

I'm too glad complain much 

I'm in the lab in a drab world 

While these fuckers dab and do dabs and I dab on my pad with my paintbrush 

This is for the kids whipping up some home-cooked 

Spitting 86 bars, fuckin no hook 

Lying in the grass 

Passion in their chest 

And a ballpoint pressed in their notebook 

Listen to me, this is for the word 

Looking so fine I'm rubbing coconut oil up in the crack of that spine 

This is for the times I'm reminded my mind isn't mine alone 

This is for the poems and the lines 

(And the letters in em) 

 

(Go in poet!) 

86 I was thrown in the mix, saying 

(Go in poet!) 

86 anyone who would stand in the path of a kid saying 

(Go in poet!) 

86 bitches, 86 cups full of lean 

(Go in poet!) 

86 bars, infinity ways to say what I mean 

 

You've made a place where I'm welcome 

And although I give voice to it seldom 

Know I love you 

Nobody's above you 

And if you love someone then you tell them 

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