Between the Clouds - Homeboy Sandman

People that know, know

The number of people that know grow

People that know go, «yo woooh

Bro’s flow, that shit is oh no!»

That shit is old though

Get you the new shit

Get up on your legs and salute shit

Get your solutions

Truth is, I’m like a school kid in a new fit

Wandering the hall in crispy kicks

Looking for cute chicks to kiss

Lipstick on my cheek the rest of the day

Been down, staying on my feet the rest of the way

Sometimes I go to break a run and the refs in the way but that’s part of the

game, I guess in a way

The ball don’t get wrestled away

As far as addresses I got an impressive array

Of personal space and places to stay, should I need an escape

So give me a reason to skate

Say, I caped crusades in broad day on broadway

Oblong shapes

I dawn shades, not on face, my off days don’t take place

I’ll cook up an entree then say a long grace

My hombres is hungry

We shovel it home and make haste

Once asses is kicked we take names and never was known to take bricks

Jesus was taught to walk on the Great Lakes by the great H. S. Floetry

All you gotta do is say yes

Is sun shining upon the raisins?

check

I drop in only long enough to raise interest

The sun delivers rays then sets

The sun delivers rays then steps

Bless