Ratiug - John Frusciante

作曲：John Frusciante

I need a taste

I can almost face myself

There is a way

A never-ending pavement cast

Land on a date such a long

Long way way back

Which has a crave for the path

That ends in black

I gotta fade another day

I can taste it I can feel it

And you can have

You can have my face right now

Standing back from the lapse

Children are what you are

Tim Gilbert weighs internally

More than the scales say

Carries a weight such

That no eyes see in air

Jean Nealy views

From a place where time is flat

She sees a haze

That could penetrate more black

She's gotta seize who sees

And she wants to live in lightning

God shrinking multiplicity you are

You are

And you can have

You can have my fate right now

Another grave another blank

Children are what you are

Landscapes come and pass my way

Vision goes in a car

What you say another day

Above you you mostly are

And in the cradle a newborn babe

Is a dot in the war

Spreads it's wings intervenes

Human atop a star

Yes I be the man

Acting as if I ain't

This is something that I know

Could care less about what ya think

Not just speaking on the flow

More so on just how I think

There's Something you should maybe know

There for you you should not have to think

That's just the way to go

So I figure let it go yo

Like this here just free style

But my style ain't free though

I'm a take my best shot

Patience it like a free throw

Throw that to score board

Who's you rhyming hero

None other then me lord

Why we praising me for

Because I be the God

So why must why even say more

More money the more problems

Shit I got mad problems I need mad money

Yes I be the man

Acting as if I ain't

This is something that I know

Could care less about what ya think

Not just speaking on the flow

More so on just how I think

There's Something you should know

There for you you should not have to think

That's just the way to go

So I figure let it go yo

Like this here just free style

But my style ain't free though

I'm a take my best shot

Patience it like a free throw

Throw that to score board

Who's you rhyming hero

None other then me lord

Why we praising me for

Because I be the God

So why must why even say more

More money the more problems

Shit I got mad problems I need mad money