Luv (sic.) Pt. 3 (Feat. Shing02)

It's funny how the music put times in perspective Add a soundtrack to your life and perfect it Whenever you are feeling blue keep walking and we can get far wherever you are Like a movie that you can't predict Like a book that you can't resist I sing along a song that's oh so sensual bring along a sip to make it all so sexual verbally that is, making love to the music means vibing to the beat at night with the whole city fast asleep, out cold true words seem to rise to the lips, take hold of a poet in me, most powerfully I feel free when the world doesn't owe it to me It's so hard to find a gig that lives up to the billing, trying to find a reason to work, god willing I admit, my thinking is wishful like a star upon a child gazing up to the ceiling how far do we have to stretch the truth to fit the lifestyles borrowed and overdue we can take it all back to the register and start all over from the canister let's break it all down into pieces of bright moments that pass by like a meteorite throw on your favorite reel that's good to go on the analog player watch the people glow sit back to the breeze let the memories flow comedy tragedy all the highs and lows It's funny how the music put times in perspective Add a soundtrack to your life and perfect it Whenever you are feeling blue keep walking and we can get far wherever you are Like your moves that I can't predict Like your look that I can't resist The ting-a-ling feeling was oh so mutual the lingering appeal was so unusual herbally what is, medicine to a lone soul can become poison to some with the whole body fast asleep, out cold true vision seem to come to the eye, take hold of a prophet in me most visibly I see clear when the world doesn't show it to me It's so hard to make sense in a cycle of billing, trying to find a reason to quit and make a killing I admit, our dealing is painful like a star upon a child staring down from the ceiling how far do we have to stretch the picture before pixelating the human texture we can take it all back to the register and start all over from the canister let's save it all up for an ultimate prize homecoming gathering with a big surprise throw on your favorite record that's good to go on the analog table and it's hooked to blow sit back with ease and hear the emcee flow hi hat kick drum all the highs and lows It's funny how the music put times in perspective Add a soundtrack to your life and perfect it Whenever you are feeling blue keep walking and we can get far wherever you are okay we can take it all back to the register and start all over from the canister let's break it all down into pieces of bright moments that pass by like a meteorite throw on your favorite jacket and you're good to roll on the analog trail and you look the role just stroll through the trees and let your miseries go sunshine hurricane all the highs and lows we can take it all back to the register and start all over from the canister let's break it all down into pieces of bright moments that pass by like a meteorite