[Homeboy Sandman: Verse 1Annotate]
Sand to the rescue, hipper than ha-choo then bless you
I’ll be in the lab dude, my respect due I should get a tattoo
With a test tube monkey that's a baboon
That’s my nephew, funkier than a bathroom
That’s the rest room labeled in the back room
With the guess who'
I’ll be on the avenue Making chess moves
Don't be gettin' fretful, times I get forgetful, reppin' for the fresh few, whippin' up the fresh food

Beard like Moses kicking with the opposition and the poseurs
Planes be going 'neeeow' passing over each and every foe, wake up and smell the Folgers
I don’t wanna hear how it won't work, that just means the whole earth hasn't done their homework
Early on I veered, then I soul-searched, dug deep like a gopher, figured I should go first, reason why I don't curse, reason why I'm sober, reason I feel younger, even though I'm older

Open your eyes and keep them on me

[Homeboy Sandman: Verse 2]
Shot gunning for the leg room
And I got my fortune cookies in the bedroom
Type of cat that always
Repping in the rec room
Paparazzi Boy Sand
Rapping in they red room
As soon as I check one
‘Fore I even check two
You ain’t gotta say it once
Everybody guess who
I be puttin’ checks up
Even when the rent's due
Ain’t nobody next up
Ain’t nobody next to
Moment that I Intel Records
I should improv
So I be getting’ extra
Places like I messed up

[Verse 3]
People see the home boy, and they be like oh snap
And they be like oh boy
Shout to Japanese Cats
Chilling, watching Oldboy
People in New Orleans
Chilling eating po’boys
Just because I’m pro-life
Don’t mean I'm not pro-choice
Reading Dostoevsky don’t mean I read Tolstoy
Used to be had no voice
You can see that’s null and void
Nas is like "I Am" I'mma be like "Yo Soy"
Now I'm making big noise
Playing with the big boys
I don't mean the Big Noids
B, I mean the Sig Freuds

[Bridge]
These summer rhymes open your eyes they keep up on me
These summer rhymes open your eyes they keep up on me
The sun gon’ rise open your eyes they keep up on me
These keep in books and keepin’ homey

[Verse 4]
I’m never gonna slow, I’m never gonna stall
I’m never gonna cease, I’m never gonna cheat
I’m never gonna cheapen, never gonna eat
I’m never gonna sleep, never gonna sell out
Never gonna lease more, never in the streets
I’m never gonna leave, cats lame if they believe
They’ll never take a leave, you’ll never be relieved
You don’t never take a leak, My level is elite
Time’s living of elite, …
Cast lather on the mic, cats gather on the right
I’d rather make a left, I ain't frightened of the light
I ain’t tryin to be polite, I’m fighting for my life
I’m fighting to the death, I’m down to pay the price
Ain’t no roll of the dice
I don’t even wait to dive in take it to the depths, no mind if money’s tight
I’m done with wearing ties [bad word] out of time, [bad word] out of breath
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