Ever seen that sketch with harry Enfield when he becomes a teenager, do you reckon ill wake up Wednesday polite wearing a suit and sipping a cup of coffee
I wake up everyday it's a daydream Everything in my life isn't what it seems I wake up just to go back to sleep I act real shallow but I'm in to deep And all I care about is sex and violence And a heavy bass line is my kind of silence Everybody says I got to get a grip But I let sanity give me the slip Some people think I'm bonkers But I just think I'm free Man I'm just living my life There nothing crazy about me Some people pay for thrills but I get mine for free Man I'm just living my life There nothing crazy about me Bonkers I wake up everyday it's a daydream Everything in my life isn't what it seems I wake up just to go back to sleep I act real shallow but I'm in to deep And all I care about is sex and violence And a heavy bass line is my kind of silence Everybody says I got to get a grip But I let sanity give me the slip Some people think I'm bonkers But I just think I'm free Man I'm just living my life There nothing crazy about me Some people pay for thrills but I get mine for free Man I'm just living my life There nothing crazy about me Mmmmmmmm I wake up everyday it's a daydream Everything in my life isn't what it seems I wake up just to go back to sleep I act real shallow but I'm in to deep And all I care about is sex and violence And a heavy bass line is my kind of silence Everybody says I got to get a grip But I let sanity give me the slip Bon, bon, bon, bon, bon, bon, bon, bon Some people think I'm bonkers But I just think I'm free Man I'm just living my life There nothing crazy about me Some people pay for thrills but I get mine for free Man I'm just living my life There ain't nothing crazy about me.
Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched With faces hidden while the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain Dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales For the disrobed faceless forms of no position Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts All down in taken-for granted situations Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Bob Dylan – Chimes Of Freedom.......
So I ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me first niggas gotta find me What’s 50 grand to a muhfucka like me Can you please remind me? Ball so hard, this **** crazy Y’all don’t know that don’t **** phase me The Nets could go 0-82 and I look at you like this **** gravy Ball so hard, this **** weird We ain’t even s’pose to be here, Ball so hard, since we here It’s only right that we be fair Psycho, I’m liable to go Michael Take your pick, Jackson, Tyson, Jordan, Game 6 Ball so hard, got a broke clock, Rolleys that don’t tick tock Audemars that’s losing time, hidden behind all these big rocks Ball so hard, I’m shocked too, I’m supposed to be locked up too you escaped what I’ve escaped You’d be in Paris getting ****ed up too Ball so hard, let’s get faded, Le Meurice for like 6 days Gold bottles, scold models, spillin’ Ace on my sick J’s So ball so hard, bitch behave, just might let you meet Ye, Chi towns D. Rose, I’m movin’ the Nets to BK [Hook] [x2] Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me That **** cray [x3] [Kanye West] She said Ye can we get married at the mall? I said look you need to crawl ‘fore you ball Come and meet me in the bathroom stall And show me why you deserve to have it all Ball so hard That **** cray (that **** cray), ain’t it Jay? Ball so hard What she order (what she order), fish filet Ball so hard Your whip so cold, this old thing Ball so hard Act like you’ll never be around muhfuckas like this again Bougie girl, grab her hand **** that bitch she don’t wanna dance Excuse my French but I’m in France (I’m just sayin’ Prince William’s ain’t do it right if you ask me Cause I was him I would have married Kate & Ashley What's Gucci my nigga? What's Louie my killa? What's drugs my deala? What's that jacket, Margiela? Doctors say I’m the illest Cause I’m suffering from realness Got my niggas in Paris And they going gorillas, huh! [(Chazz) & Jimmy] I don't even know what that means. (No one knows what it means, but it's provocative) No, it's not (It gets the people going!) [Jay-Z] Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me Ball so hard muhfuckas wanna fine me [Kanye West] You are now watching the throne Don’t let me get in my zone [x3] These other niggas is lyin’ Actin’ like the summer ain’t mine [Jay-Z] I got that hot bitch in my home [Kanye West] You know how many hot bitches I own? Don’t let me get in my zone [x4] The stars is in the building They hands is to the ceiling I know I’m bout to kill it How you know, I got that feeling You are now watching the throne Don’t let me into my zone [x2] [Jay-Z & Kanye West] I’m definitely in my zone
