La Musique (English Ver.)

Take your time do it rite keep your head up touch the sky it's la musique for you soul keep it real free your mind just stay true to what's inside it's la musique you can make it happen Times have changed they really ain't the same you gave it up you gave it all away just for the fame a shame the price you had to pay I know it seems the only way you tried make a name but yo yourself you couldn't stay went from extradornaire to an average ordinare I know it doesn't seem fair but eventually you'll get there and all the ones who said they cared they left you wonder where disappearin thru thin air act as if you wasn't there where did you go wrong can you make it rite or is it just a simple outta mind and outta sight goin out without a fight outta sight and outta mind tasha dropped the bomb so now i gotta drop a dime cause underground appeal is the crown that true lyricist aspire to I hope that you commercial cats are hearin this and fearin this cause you know finiqueis never wack like vision to the blind everytime we drop a track the bound ripes thru there beggin for the shoe shine and theme kill the pain yall wish in quick time yo lost minds rotates in thin lines I'll be unknown open door I'm open wide mainstream bout to show yall rite who's that man wit the memorized rhymes part of them stardom is only special for professional and if you really wit it say yeah yea and if you really wit it say uh uh throw your hands up in air say wa wat throw your hands up in the air say wa wa mi na mi na me soft real soft yea them so before the occupation yeah them lies see a damn illusion them hesitation turn into creation yeah mi na mi na me soft real soft yea them so before the occupation yeah them lies see a damn illusion them hesitation turn into creation yeah Take your time do it rite keep your head up touch the sky it's la musique for you soul keep it real free your mind just stay true to what's inside it's la musique you can make it happen stimuli has got me all up on some introspection sometimes it seems to me I'm movin in the wrong direction then I realize that I don't recognize the voice spittin in ma head tryin' to influence my choice my intellect is rejection all that media persuasion peep the confrontation it consumption verse creation yall listen and critique and listen and critique but never live the life so who the fuck is you to speack you see in this industry it's hard trustin anyone say they be around then they quick to run you know the one claimin' truth they wanna seek but it's said and done see benefits they reep in this vicious where you wanna live when the day is done can you handle it blind to the signs you need to redefine lyin in your mind when there's more between the lines