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letra de head in the clouds - rms

[hook]:
twenty four thousand
that’s how many times i been around here
twenty four thousand
hours, counting, head up in the clouds
twenty four thousand
that’s how many times i been around here
twenty four thousand
hours, counting, head up in the clouds

[verse 1]:
aggravated by adolescence
i have to say that at
half this age i was catching blessings
or captivated with
imagination and acting reckless
but flashing from past to present
it’s actually sad, now i’m trapped in a path that just has been destined
for me to cross, i see the stars in the sky
n0body see a star in this guy
i lack direction
lost and misguided, disguise
my last attempt at
halting this pride, with dim lies
can i ask a question:
am i laughing stock forever?
if i ain’t even own a
half a block of cheddar
lavish cars and metal
wanna
magic carpet, leather
bag and wallet that are
swole ’cause
am a one percenter
have a card to enter
your club
half of y’all are fed up
can’t evolve to get a
full cup
mad and often jealous
canon b-lls are sent but
your stuck
lacking all my mental
have it all but can get
more bruh
yeah i just want more
i want more
(-snap sound-)
snap out this daydream
you ain’t even poor bruh
you just ungrateful most can’t even afford the
luxuries you living
hundred scenes you fl!cking your way thru with
monthly subscriptions
hungry decisions, never knew it
double cheese with drinks and
mustard seed ingesting
must’ve seen you
wondering and thinking
what it be to live with
none of these so lovely things we gifted
stuck in streets horrific
juggling a bunch of deep commitments
struggling to live just
luckily it’s
a day dream to you
day dream to you
my plate is full
still can’t taste the food

[verse 2]:
aggravated that my sat-rdays are spent inside alone i’m
half sedated wanna go outside smell aroma
instead i have stay confined to all this work i chose but
something on my mind i can’t let go of
am i a laughing stock forever?
if i ain’t even go to
paris, prague, venice and barcelona
vegas, tokyo, and sicily with cosa nostra
and it don’t even matter if it’s all just a persona
posing picture perfect for the photo that i post up
on every account that i got just so that i can show the
whole entire world i’m living fast i’ll never slow up
autobahn at last i’ll never slow i’ll never slow
(-snap sound-)
snap out this daydream
i see the course i’m colliding on
i wanna live big but ignoring kids that are dying young
its like i got kaleidoscope multiplying my childish thoughts
so when i pull it from my eyes, i see i’m in a violent storm
i see news flash on the screen and now my mind is drawn
i unmute the tv and sit beside it in silent calm
just to find, officer tryna justify his right and wrong
as he testify about the other night up on his ride along
talking about adrenaline spike when he switch the siren on
and pull over a couple of folks in toyota avalon
then hop out the squad car, get scared and discharge his firearm
take a step closer and see no gun, it’s just the driver’s card
in fear for his badge, he leave ’em dying on the side of lawn
hop his -ss back in the car and speed off leaving a tire mark
breathe a sigh of relief as the judge acquits him ’cause bias laws
commissioner give him a pat on the back and then the cycle continues
didn’t mean to offend you
just a harsh reminder of the kinda sh-t that’s been too
common, i’ve been dreaming seeking lavish life i’m into
when people can’t even survive to dream about the life they wanna to live through
whoa

[outro]:
way up in the clouds
head up in the clouds
way up in the clouds
head up in the clouds

stage 3, the final stage of this illness:
perceived paralysis

- rms

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