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letra de got the blues - jay-hova's witness

[verse 1]
boy meets girl, jay meets blue
venus to my mars, red planet and his boo
witness our love budding just like a rose do
meaning to always treat her like a man supposed to
competing to be the greatest that could ever hope to
get her, like i don’t want a gold medal or blue
ribbon, i’m aiming for a goat platinum hue
think i’m needing a chain painted jay z blue
they looking like “you look so sad, jay, why blue?
you should be happy right now cuz it’s jay x blue”
beautiful bluejay on a beautiful blue day
blue skies nice breeze from the deep blue bay
but i just keep waiting for the temp to hit blue
and when it cools off watch her fly away
it goes south looking for heat we’re going down in flames
headed toward a glorious blaze
a sapphire fire, 3000 degrees
icarus can’t keep up with the birds and the bees
no light in sight here not even a cloud halo
but if the winter storms clear you can bet there’ll be a rainbow
but f-ck red and yellow i just want an arc of blue
don’t care if the sun comes out i’ll settle for a darker blue
cuz together we’re the army, better yet the navy
anything that gets in me and my baby’s way we slaying
like bluebeard we’re bathing in the blue blood of the hating
cuz we’re running through em faster than usain b
and our love runs deeper than a chevy, but that cruze is heavy
even in calm waters we could capsize in the levee
let alone braving the seas in the t-tanic
we’ll go right off the deep end before we can scream “save me”
and when the crew gets lazy and things are hazy
the chances of dodging icebergs is slimmer than shady
we get flung overboard as the ship sails to davy
smack into the waves so hard you’d think it’s pavement
bruised black and blue and the world starts fading
start to regain awareness and we think we can tread
but the water’s too cold and our muscles turn to lead
if we don’t think fast we’re dead, but i find a bed of ice
to cling onto but it’s too late now we’re clinging onto life
pull us both up and take our last look up at the sky
and all i can see is that blue bird flying
and as the frost bites my mind and i start to get confused
i take my last breaths through blue lips i got a bad case of the blues

[verse 2]
they say time is money so i’ma choke my watch
until its face turns blue, i’ma milk the clock
to make every moment with her the best moment i got
i want each q and pea to be worth its carats in rock
cuz i just can’t shake the idea that our time is coming
that the last of all of our numbered nights is coming
it’s almost as if something’s coming for us
take me i can’t let anything come for her
i’m uncomfortable if i can’t comfort her
afraid our mattress will turn into a dirt comforter
we’ll be taking a dirt nap and i’m trying not make messes
i just want to take a shower and get rid of the unappealing
but even the selsun blue can’t wash off this hairy feeling
i just hope it’s gonna be enough to soften the tresses
her golden locks done up and her feet in high heels she’s
giving me private fashion shows in blue sheath dresses
looking sharp as a sword forged of blue steel she’s
drawn, i’m praying i don’t get cut by blue-pencils
we’re gonna need that blue shield but love is our only wealth
can’t afford bluecross so we toast to our health
dancing on the table making up songs for ourselves
singing “bluejay is the sh-t if i do say so myself”
drunk in love sippin’ black rats and blue hawaiis
blue magic and no c0ke i like the pepsi type
that’s a brand name the kind ya boy gotta stand behind
and they know i’m right even if they don’t know my life
right now i’m living the american dream
i got my own slice of apple pie the apple of my eyes
not just blue eyed eye candy but a bluestocking
my baby she could rock a stocking cap but she gon be rocking that
blue cap and gown on the talking platform
valedictorian when we toss our hats
but from then on we’ll be taking different walking paths
i’m looking at my pocket map she made her own blueprint
it really daunts me that she won’t be following my shoe prints
just my luck i never was any good with blue chips
never take the risk when the queen of hearts is what you’re losing
i’ve got nothing left this may have been some bad choosing
how am i gonna pay for all this booze
begin to drown in my sorrows then i awake to faint coos
and i remember my bluejay, it’s all i have left to lose
i hear blue comb is going around and i really got the blues

[verse 3]
roses are red but the sweetest is blue
yet i hear red and white are best because a blue one never grew
can i test chances worse than landing on a blue moon
and search forever unrequitedly for the proper hue
been chasing rainbows forty days and forty nights in the dark
still there’s nothing but fools gold at the and of the arc
searching for a special flower with some other pigment
color isn’t physical just a figment, it’s just a mirage
i’m well aware that every rose has it’s th-rn
but her th-rns can form a crown with which kings are adorned
the queen of love and beauty no elia of dorne, but not chosen
she had that blue blood in her on the day she was born
most kings get their heads cut off or so i’ve been warned
but i’d risk everything, i’d do anything for my queen
she deserves my cream, everything that gleams
everything that’s mine and even to be my sunshine
blue giant, so bright all of our dates been blind dates
just to take it all in eyes behind blue shades
now all i see is blue it’s just her and no other
but when the sun sets there won’t be any color
when you’re blue and you got nothing to do
days and nights 40/40 like there won’t be a new
riding in the range, crazy and deranged
crazy in love my heart is taking over for brains
on repeat the mp3 of big’s “me and my b-tch”
and “’03 bonnie and clyde” pretending to be that sh-t
windows down, speakers loud, disturb the peace while i’m cruising
boys in blue is coming, been chugging d’usse, now i’m chucking deuces
liquor’s invaded my kidney’s i’m fighting blue devils
i can feel them trying to drag me down below sea level
luckily my mindset’s like noah’s was
all i need in this life is the 2 of us
praying out of the blue my bluejay will return home to me
with a last glimmer of hope, my bluerose in it’s beak
and when it does finally, our time’s too short to share
so i’m taking my chances i got nothing to spare
i’ll melt down my chain into a blue platinum frame
for the blue diamonds i’m taking from my hublot’s face
look her old man in his blue eyes with a p-ssion true as new
and ask that my something borrowed is his blue
i do. will you…

- jay hovas witness

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