"Views From The Valley" lyrics
Skyzoo & The Other Guys Lyrics
My pops named me after Charlie Brown's classmate
The only negro at the table but bet I had a plate
From where your ego can betray you unless you had a taste
They point like "he broke from the stable and he went that-a-way"
Long way from off 56th but still the pride of it
The wrong side of the tracks and the Artifacts I'm colliding with
And I was just blessed with the gift of giving you code switch
And hands dark enough to stick out and dig in the snow with
As true as every 8-ball
Passed around this mansion and every mirror it's scraped off
And the privilege it pays for
All the shit I came for, promises of better views
The thought of staring down the eyes on all this revenue
Never blink, and turn all this shit into more than I could ever think
Not a stereotype to let me sink, let me link
Between where I'm from to where I'm placed at
And pray over this blizzard I'ma whip up on my way back
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Top down on the 'Vette with me as the passenger
Chauffeured around all these hills, but still ain't had enough
All that do is inspire you to see what a package does
Screaming "front me a ki'!" with my heartbeat padded up
Had enough, so don't miss, and off of this
The way I add it up, I won't miss, I know a brick
Without having been introduced to one
Just smaller versions in baggies but I'll maneuver one
Siamese two for one
You know what I could do with one? This shit could be God tier
Prove to my people how much God cares, God's here
Tell whoever I'm all ears, I heard every dollar fold
The ki' bagged me, it feel like I was chose, adios
I grew up where we ain't never seen on no beach
But I could run on soft sand if I Ben Vereen on a ki'
Like "dance baby!", for every step we was fetching
There's your chance baby, follow suit on all this succession
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Blessings in abundance, honorary Volpe
Down to double down on my debt, here go my whole name
Took me in at my old age, coke career young enough to baptize
And my race card won't ever flatline
Shit I'm always the black guy, the burden of a blessing
Mirrors really be dishes when you working on reflections
Adopted to a zip code where murder ain't a question
Just me and Charlie Brown here, serving and collecting, right Rob?
The only negro at the table but bet I had a plate
From where your ego can betray you unless you had a taste
They point like "he broke from the stable and he went that-a-way"
Long way from off 56th but still the pride of it
The wrong side of the tracks and the Artifacts I'm colliding with
And I was just blessed with the gift of giving you code switch
And hands dark enough to stick out and dig in the snow with
As true as every 8-ball
Passed around this mansion and every mirror it's scraped off
And the privilege it pays for
All the shit I came for, promises of better views
The thought of staring down the eyes on all this revenue
Never blink, and turn all this shit into more than I could ever think
Not a stereotype to let me sink, let me link
Between where I'm from to where I'm placed at
And pray over this blizzard I'ma whip up on my way back
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Top down on the 'Vette with me as the passenger
Chauffeured around all these hills, but still ain't had enough
All that do is inspire you to see what a package does
Screaming "front me a ki'!" with my heartbeat padded up
Had enough, so don't miss, and off of this
The way I add it up, I won't miss, I know a brick
Without having been introduced to one
Just smaller versions in baggies but I'll maneuver one
Siamese two for one
You know what I could do with one? This shit could be God tier
Prove to my people how much God cares, God's here
Tell whoever I'm all ears, I heard every dollar fold
The ki' bagged me, it feel like I was chose, adios
I grew up where we ain't never seen on no beach
But I could run on soft sand if I Ben Vereen on a ki'
Like "dance baby!", for every step we was fetching
There's your chance baby, follow suit on all this succession
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Swear the angels float different on this side of the city
The views get in their way but how could blame them really, right?
Skinny black boy riding all through the valley
But who I'm in this ride with won't never let you catch me
Blessings in abundance, honorary Volpe
Down to double down on my debt, here go my whole name
Took me in at my old age, coke career young enough to baptize
And my race card won't ever flatline
Shit I'm always the black guy, the burden of a blessing
Mirrors really be dishes when you working on reflections
Adopted to a zip code where murder ain't a question
Just me and Charlie Brown here, serving and collecting, right Rob?
