But when the dat play and the beat get bumping like adolescent acne
My flow if fluorescent like scripture highlighted in bright yellow
Now I can interest an intellectual or A B C it for a beginner
But isn't it amazing, how the antenna ain't nothing but a sinner
Signification of conversation
I am the actual and factual supernatural sight and surrounds
Manufacturing, marketing, pricing, packaging and e-mailing soul
Always will be always was what all comes from and all must return
Or even black and white, my lyric is live and living color
So uhh, lights, camera, action I'm on
Two or more words rhyming in song form or spoken syncopation
But yes my seasons still change and it is almost winter
It's incredible how convincing I can be with a camera pointed at me
But really sometimes rapping feel like tapping to make a cracker happy
And I just tell 'em, "Possibly", if you let me
The lifeline, lifelike lazer beam, the progression and direction
Now a commercial but what I must first do
Is make my presentation a bit more personal
I am the heartbeat and the heartache, the here and now
People still aspire affording
And when I rhyme I make reading fundamentals
It's like any other job would be so you might as well thank God for me
A commercial with your own tennis shoe in it
There is no part of me that can't be calculated into a commodity
And all this for 999, s*** that's wonderful
With no rehearsal, this one verse'll whole hearse you
And people ask me am I gon' preach one of these days
I'm selling soul, rapping and singing, and screaming, and yelling soul
Music of your mind, each feeling causing each function
But there's always something rewarding about every Cee-Lo Green Recording 'cause even after all your expenses
I'll have them standing in line to get their mind blown
I'll end up being everything probably and obviously
My musings amount to a milestone a million miles above monotony
Let's just say that
The reason the rudery reanimation and realization of life is rhythm
The center of a perfect circle, I am your soul
Every time these n****z rhyme wrong
Whether you're selling a dream, selling a scheme or playing a role
To be in conjunction with the music, I am the music
And the great thing about it is, if you disagree you're money's refundable
I am the purpose, the point, the living proof of a God somewhere
And it'll make you feel so good, it got to be God, it got to be
I paint prophecy, you know airbrush atrocity with philosophy
And it give it to you at God-speed but yet it's gentle
I am the music
You just can't go and be ordained over dinner
It's kinda sad but it's show time, my sentiment exactly
So don't get mad, everybody's doing it, you know you wouldn't mind
Let's get started shall we? 'Cause you know it's time gone
Everything must go for a small price you can have the heart of me
