Mr. Blu(e) Sky - Blu

Why is this guy blue?

This hasn’t been answered since childhood

You know what?

Why is this guy blue mindin' your business

So, the answer is easy to understand, it’s just not simple

First of all, is this guy blue?, Yes

Okay, at least we got that out Doesn’t look blue to you?

Ah, Mr. Blue Sky

Sky, Mr. Blue (Hello)

Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)

Mr. Blue (Hello)

Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)

Mr. Blue (Hello)

Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)

Hey there Mr. Blue (Ah)

So many fans walk up to me and say: «Blu, you blessin'»

That kinda shit makes my day intervesting

I could go to sleep thinkin' I reached somebody through the music

I could even teach somebody that they can do it

No matter what often people say

Never let nothing standin' your way to make the brighter day

Tomorrow isn’t promised to a soul, truth is told

You can home what you own, but it’s gone when you go

So behold the gold that shines after your life

Is everything you did right, take a flight

Makin' past for the children to follow

Or lay in a classic rap that the hood can all model

So to their fans

I spreadin' all the knowledge that they can

Which has no ledge, just know the legends

Say: «Hi» to the coolest guy that you’ve ever met

Ah, Mr. Blue Sky

Sky, Mr. Blue (Hello)

Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)

Mr. Blue (Hello)

Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)

Mr. Blue (Hello)

Mr. Blue Sky (How you do?)

Hey there Mr. Blue (Ah)

They always set me up, askin' me about my new stuff

That when I’m finna drop some hardcore hiphop

For the boom bap heads, which just can’t get enough

Or the B-L-U for the LA

Which just give us that feel, that we feel has been lost

Got me feel that you kill everytime you spin the saw

How you talk about people facin' the U. S

And all over the world?, that’s what makes you the bluest

The truest, cause you way harder than

You only skip the bars that you believe

And all the audience see’s you the fliest

Like anything in the blue sky is

I know cause i tried it

I jumped off the roof, trynna be like you

I am just a reflection of what you and you do

Within this skill that we call hiphop

Even if the beat ends homie, I won’t stop

Hey there Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue

Hey there Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue, Mr. Blue

Uh, touch the sky

Why can nobody rap and get up this high

That’s a lie, the sky is so big and black

That book by John Barnes is a fact

I wanna take you back

At the same time take you forward

Progress, put your mind and stress and you’re employer

Yes, stop thinkin' about your job and your house full of kids

For a second put a blunt up in your mouth

Blow the smoke out, first choke, then let it out

First smoke I ever had I completely flipped out

Now that shit makes me mellow

So mellow I be yellow, but I’m blue

I’m sorry, who are you?