The Black Ace - Oo-oo Lyrics

Paradise evades me
I get a glimpse of the sun then it's back to the cave
I wear all my jackets for comfort not warmth
They're never the same
At least in my eyes but what I see could be fabricated
Already dead, on my day to day
I'm a tortured soul, no brand or label
Defeated
But driven by hope at the same time
Not all of my words need to rhyme, as long as they true
I'm alone on a bed
I'm lucky I have one
Guest room, this couldn't be me in my head
I'm lucky I have one
Somehow I got two
Of course they have split decisions over split decisions
One of em toothless, bark over bite
One of em ruthless, warrior type
Generation after generation
Self-preservation through enabling
Past behaviors, gaining past success
But no blueprints for how to take the next step?
If that's the truth
I'd rather draw my path on a map anyway
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
Just because Martin was preaching that peace, assuming he weak, he might have the Piece
Just because Malcolm was down with the shits didn't mean he was ready to leave all his Kids
They took em both down (Down, down)
Lately our Kings have been streets and we ain't been shining they crown
My anger Detroit Red, my sorrow is Florida Blue
That ain't so healthy but
I got a fatal attraction to rapping 'bout pain, I'm the gluttonous type
Fruits of my labor, not ready, not ripe
Fucked up my world, yeah I gave it the pipe
Trying to love her when things ain't go right
Give her my everything, think that I might go down
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
God damn
All I wanted, aye
Was a brand new day
Waking up to the sun, staying up real late
But I'm reliving the same
The cyclical nature of being insane
The sickening neighbors that live in my brain
I'm getting numb to the pain
They say take it all with a grain of salt
But I keep scooping up more, bag it and tag it, I'm throwing it all in the vault
Citing these lyrics that nobody gets
I practice routines like I'm Kelly Cadet
I'm feeling the flip, I got chains on my wrists so I never forget all the things I regret
That's word to Denise
We'll never be able to finish that talk
I know I can't crawl, but the weight of ya loss I just can't comprehend
I know I can't stop, you would tell me my mission still ain't at it's end
Told me to say it straight sometimes (Why do you do what you do?)
I'm on a mission to become the best
I'm on a journey to become the blessed
I want the people to grow and be able to overcome problems in life, that's the test
East to the West
Circle the globe with the fam on my back, that's my crest
Moving like chess
Damnit, my life is a mess
That's why
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
Like Oo-oo, like Oo-oo, like Oo-oo

Paradise evades me
I get a glimpse of the sun then it's back to the cave
I wear all my jackets for comfort not warmth
They're never the same
At least in my eyes but what I see could be fabricated
Already dead, on my day to day
I'm a tortured soul, no brand or label
Defeated
But driven by hope at the same time
Not all of my words need to rhyme, as long as they true
I'm alone on a bed
I'm lucky I have one
Guest room, this couldn't be me in my head
I'm lucky I have one
Somehow I got two
Of course they have split decisions over split decisions
One of em toothless, bark over bite
One of em ruthless, warrior type
Generation after generation
Self-preservation through enabling
Past behaviors, gaining past success
But no blueprints for how to take the next step?
If that's the truth
I'd rather draw my path on a map anyway
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
Just because Martin was preaching that peace, assuming he weak, he might have the Piece
Just because Malcolm was down with the shits didn't mean he was ready to leave all his Kids
They took em both down (Down, down)
Lately our Kings have been streets and we ain't been shining they crown
My anger Detroit Red, my sorrow is Florida Blue
That ain't so healthy but
I got a fatal attraction to rapping 'bout pain, I'm the gluttonous type
Fruits of my labor, not ready, not ripe
Fucked up my world, yeah I gave it the pipe
Trying to love her when things ain't go right
Give her my everything, think that I might go down
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
God damn
All I wanted, aye
Was a brand new day
Waking up to the sun, staying up real late
But I'm reliving the same
The cyclical nature of being insane
The sickening neighbors that live in my brain
I'm getting numb to the pain
They say take it all with a grain of salt
But I keep scooping up more, bag it and tag it, I'm throwing it all in the vault
Citing these lyrics that nobody gets
I practice routines like I'm Kelly Cadet
I'm feeling the flip, I got chains on my wrists so I never forget all the things I regret
That's word to Denise
We'll never be able to finish that talk
I know I can't crawl, but the weight of ya loss I just can't comprehend
I know I can't stop, you would tell me my mission still ain't at it's end
Told me to say it straight sometimes (Why do you do what you do?)
I'm on a mission to become the best
I'm on a journey to become the blessed
I want the people to grow and be able to overcome problems in life, that's the test
East to the West
Circle the globe with the fam on my back, that's my crest
Moving like chess
Damnit, my life is a mess
That's why
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
I plan all my trips in advance
My mind is a mess, it's better than tripping on xans
I talk bout my problems, don't wanna hear none of that, Boo-hoo
So I turn to my mic, I'm hitting record like Oo-oo
Like Oo-oo, like Oo-oo, like Oo-oo