and I can hear ‘em sayin’
I can fly, why can’t you?
anyone can do it, that’s the honest truth
paparazzi snappin’ at my twenty foot wingspan
I’m sure you could grow ‘em too if you really wanted to
ooh… I can fly, why can’t you?
the genetic engineering took a generation
and a billion dollars, but most importantly a positive attitude
so what’s the matter with you?
(tony the scribe):
You seen them rich folk takin’ up the sky?
I heard ‘em comin’ down tryin’ to tell us how to fly
Sayin’ that’s it’s simple, all you gotta do is try
All it take is hot wax, work ethic, and some twine
Keep your mind focused and the universe provide
But if you come from the top all you gotta do is glide
These people stay blind; ‘til they watch us ball from the courtside
And make me wonder if they ever been to the northside
It’s better lookin’ down from the sky
Than it is lookin’ up from the ground, and boy I’m lookin’ around
And I ain’t seen no goddamn angel
all I’m seein’ is some icarus clowns, boy it’s been gettin’ me down
They won’t hear what we need
They just offer up ideas and bounce
All these well-meaning white folks with 20-foot wingspans
Singin’ too goddamn loud
I can fly, why can’t you?
anyone can do it, that’s the honest truth
paparazzi snappin’ at my twenty foot wingspan
I’m sure you could grow ‘em too if you really wanted to
ooh… I can fly, why can’t you?
the genetic engineering took a generation
and a billion dollars, but most importantly a positive attitude
so what’s the matter with you?
(guante):
If you should ever find yourself fallin’ from the sky
just remember: this is America
where some people have wings and some do not
but we all have equal access to prayin’ while we drop
If you should ever find yourself burning
Just remember: this is America
Where if you work hard and believe in yourself
Those flames will jump from you on to somebody else
If you should ever find yourself buried alive
just remember: this is America where it may seem
like six feet of dirt has you trapped
but don’t worry, just pull yourself up by your bootstraps
If you should ever find yourself here
in the land of the free and the home of the brave
bring a photo ID and have no fear
smile for the cameras, we’re all celebrities here
I can fly, why can’t you?
I’m gettin’ closer to the sun every second
and from this elevation, I see your arms wavin’
I just can’t tell if it’s a warning or a celebration
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Intelligent insightful wordplay and super dope beats - what's not to like! Also the bonus of some LP remixes from the cloudstepper himself and it's a no brainer. oldmanvegas