L.I.F.E. Long — Random Thoughts

L.I.F.E. Long ft. Many Styles - “Random Thoughts” [Emcee(s): Many Styles (AKA I Am Many) and L.I.F.E. Long] [Producer(s): Ben Boogie] [Verse 1: Many Styles (AKA I Am Many)] I don’t really give a shit about the type of shit you like Who you feeling in the moment or you believe to be nice I believe in leaving ignorant people alone To each his own. Fuck it, if the balls said I’m grown I’ve been looking for a particular theme to keep, searching The deep [?] lurking and tied to the beat Urging me to keep working ‘til I release a master- -piece or, at least, master a piece of this [?] Many Styles, to say the least, is very determined And he prefers to refer to himself in third person The track to which the train is attached keeps turning, so the Train does just that. What did you expect? One thing leads to another. Gee, I wonder what’s next? As of lately, I’ve been a little depressed. But that’s a Bit much to be discussed with only two bars left Too much to be discussed with only... [Hook: L.I.F.E. Long and Many Styles (AKA I Am Many)] Inspiration brings forth things of all sorts Information comes in clumps of random thoughts. If you Hear me scrambling thoughts, rambling off-course [?] can happen when you’re handling random thoughts [Verse 2: L.I.F.E. Long] Pon- -dering thoughts, am I thinking what I’m thinking? Are We rising up or are we really sinking? I con- -centrate hard enough, the third starts blinking. Ideas Start ringing in tune. My mind’s working. The brain’s A muscle pumped off thought. Start zo- -ning, lost in my mind, caught inside day- -dreams of a perfect world with the wife, two Seeds, boy and a girl, house with a white picket Fence somewhere fly, where time don’t move and You never die. Age ageless. Songs of freedom From hummingbirds’ cages. Paradise, although the Struggle’s still priceless. What it’s worth becomes the Outcome that’s worthless. My mind explores grounds Hidden beneath the surface to reveal truths inside See the mind cry. A million things to do as these Thoughts multiply [Hook: L.I.F.E. Long and Many Styles (AKA I Am Many)] Inspiration brings forth things of all sorts Information comes in clumps of random thoughts. If you Hear me scrambling thoughts, rambling off-course [?] can happen when you’re handling random thoughts [Verse 3: L.I.F.E. Long] Envision The world, hold a piece of the sky, feel the Clouds float as time drifts by. The mind Captivates the image that’s conceived. See The picture drawn out. Random thoughts proceed, off On a tangent, written past the margin. Fate Is natural, things happen. You can’t bargain or Begin to overstand what lies in hand. Every- -one has a mission, so we formulate plans just like An architect drawing up the blueprints, finding Answers to questions without clues or hints. I can’t Walk your miles. Your shoes don’t fit, plus your Course is off-balance. Stay focused. Everyone Knows what’s known from who they know (They don’t know) But who’s the one giving out the info? (I don’t know) I cram to understand, driving way off-course It happens when you’re handling random thoughts [Verse 4: Many Styles (AKA I Am Many)] I think about A lot of things (Uh huh). Should you take a walk Inside of this [?], you will find many a thought Several situations, all of them taking place in A transparent fabric of the imagination One [?] could only fathom the image of its creation Let alone examine the perimeter. Standing ad- -jacent is the exhibit of he who inherits whatever’s [?] [?] but a mere blemish [?] when it previously occurred Seemingly meaningless but worthy of being observed [?] it would take to, once again, wonder the thoughts We ponder and unconsciously create, but it would Take us back, crack, and, perhaps, a reen- -actment of that [?] just happened to happen The facilitating imagery (Uh huh) would be to see the Picture vividly so you could exhibit and read. Visit The exquisitely vivid vicinity. Simply Put, it cannot be put simply. The thought Of a thought is a paradox as well as an epiphany