Living Legends - Not Here (feat. Pep Love And Joe Wilkinson) Lyrics
[Chorus: The Grouch - repeat 2X]I'm gonna tell 'em that I'm not hereAin't taking no calls todayTime to refresh and do it all my wayGet off my backNot taking ordersIt's time to refresh, make tracks and sing[The Grouch]Bring about that piece of mind and reclineLet your guard down and see what you findInhale and exhale deeply, get looseStretch out your muscles and squeeze you some juiceLight that incense up and then bless your spaceGo to that place where the calm is on your faceI promise that a taste of this is pure blissWhere thought grows freely and minutes mean shitI'm up in it clean fit, dreamin' so vividI let it all radiate, you see how I'm livin'Energized and rested, tested time after timeI'm impressed with my body and mindMy hobby's so strenuous I gotta cool outFocus on health so that I'm not ruled outExercise my knowledge and abolish all stressGet a good sleep and tomorrow I pressToday I'm...[Chorus x2][Bicasso]Now let's pretend that I was just bornA niggas first breath, heartbeat, a life with no scornIt wasn't me, it was the egos of MCs they sayThe mic tempt me tooBut like the dollars makes 'em fishy dude okThe average day I got the duties of a lifeguard for myselfWhen I'm swimmin' in a system makes it so hardBut at the rest I just post up fine,Patrol my coastline and make the most of my mindCreate the envelope and push it to the people on the avenueThe ones stuck in they offices, this world is a vacuumBut my sauce it got some smack tooLike on a Sunday afternoon I got you tuned into the spicinessBlended just right with this in the pocket like some jeansOr the rhythm of these funk strings and I might just getAnother dosage of this slow shitIt's bumpin in my system and my soul too,It's what I do when I'm alone, it's like some soul foodI wouldn't just get up from the table man, it's too smoothThis groove is better than any wrong thingAnd if the phone rings I'm'a hit 'em back nowLet the song sing...[Chorus x2][Pep Love]I'm unavailable for commentI'd rather go sail my boat and ride the tail of aComet, inhale of the chronic, a glass of orange juice,Read a book, write a poem,Hike a trail in the forest dude!Breathe in fresh airRelease pressureExtend and bend and strength yeah!Burn a incense, silence my mind in a instantBecause now is the time and I'm in thisIt gets me open like Halls MentholyptusPine cones and eucalyptus leavesMushrooms and wild flowers bloomAnd cool Cali breezeMake me feel superhumanI might fly a kite, go home rock the micThrow on a song I like, call up my girl to boneI'm in my own world, a zoneAnd it be them days like this when I don't answer the phoneI'm clearing my spaceExcuse me while I take this brief intermissionFrom out the rat raceNo hustle and bustle though my muscles are strongI just don't wanna do nothingBut sing my song...[Chorus x2]
