Life is funny sometimes
Life is funny sometimes
Life is funny sometimes
What type of human are you?
The type to question things
Or the type who don't care if you do
Are you the type to get excited by a molecule divided?
Split an atom in a fraction, blow a nuclear fuze
Are you seeking the truth?
Or are your hands on your eyes?
Pick up a paper, don’t debate with anything that's inside
Are you happy with life?
On the day that you die
Will there be tears full of fear
Or will you die with a smile?
I pick up a paper then put down a pattern
An intricate lyrical syllable pattern
And if there are spaces I'm filling the gap in
Focus
Splitting an atom
I'm bringing it back in the words I’m attacking it's cracking, un packing the wisdom of rapping
I’m running I’m lapping I'm bringing the skill like lotus
Hidden dragon, tiger
Style, inside your mind the world is wider
When you look inside
Insight can guide ya
Weave a web of wisdom like a spider
Perceive the unseeable
Hadron Collider
Life is funny
Life is funny sometimes, it’s like I’m looking at you
Wondering what I would do if I was there in your shoes
If I was born a different mind, a different time, a different view
Would my behaviours be the same?
And do we even really choose?
Am I the byproduct of my environment
I buy products for my requirement
A sucker
I know that
'Cause I'm a sucker too
You're a sucker, I'm a sucker
Fuck it, what you gonna do?
With this body you were givin'
Your life are you living?
Have you sight or no vision
Are you tired with the game
Passive or decision
Follow or ambition
Surgical incision
In the middle of the brain
Say my name, say name
I bang like Kurt Cobain
Reach Nirvana on a spiritual plane
In the membrane insane like I'm Cypress Hill
Tre-flippin' like I'm Tony 'cause I got the skill
Life is funny, life is funny, life is funny, life is funny
Quarantined inside my room
We’re living in very strange times
Pick up my paper, then pick up my pen
And I won’t be stopping ‘till I'm
Top of the throne, top of this hill
Top of the moment, that's keeping it real
Top of the beat, top of this vibe
Top of the cymbal on top of the rides
Top of the pops, top of the mix
Top of the snare that follows the kick
Top of the game, I remain to take hold of my pain
With the syllables savagely spit
Tick and the tock and the tick and the tock of the clock it is ticking it's ticking a lot
I delivered a shock like an insulin shot
And I’m back on the block and attacking 'em hot
And I’m taking a pop with a rock in a sock
And I’m swinging it bringing it flinging it knocking
The teeth right out your mouth, bitch
I'm back on the road, back on the wheel
Back in myself, back in the feel
Back in the game, back in my lane
Back in the same old bat mobile
Back in the flow, back in the place
Back in the building, bumb that bass
Back in the nectar, back in the honey
Life is funny, life is funny, life is funny
