another day in the life
another life in a day

brick building, Rivington & Chrystie
Mikco Material across from the park bench
smelling like some stench, Guinness and love sweat
bald headed girl looking good in her dark skin
dudes walk by and they start to talk shit
bags weigh 'em down so it's better to forfeit
the sidewalk chock full of resident tourists
meanwhile undercover cops in Taurus
rich folks ride around clean in Porsches
very pretty girl but her mind is a fortress
body's a temple you ain't getting in though
put a little work at the base of the altar
and pray to the father, hope that she single
hoping she mingle with men that are gentle
until it comes down to the shit in the bedroom
wish it was simple to be what she into
but i'm satisfied with her smile and her dimples
sippin on sinful liquor with kinfolk
and sitting on a park bench watching the wind blow
and letting my pen go

me and my rhyme book whenever i need it
chilling this evening, watching the streets and
getting the feeling that i'm gonna be okay
watching the sunset at the end of a long day

whenever i need it me and my rhyme book
chilling this evening, watching the streets and
getting the feeling that i'm gonna be okay
watching the sunset at the end of a long day

women in tight pants, women in boy shit
try to say "Hi" but i'm feeling my voice slip
figure the choice is to leave it alone or maybe
give it a go for a chance at them moist lips
she handling both hips just like a pendulum
every single dude walking by, she affecting them
i get on my cool shit coming to my stop
i got it all day like the eggs at iHop
wait 'til she approach me ignoring the cold feet
and everything stop at the moment we both meet
she calm and collected, and i was infected
my mind stayed sharp 'cause i had a good breakfast
let our guard down no need for protection
feeling so good that i almost neglected
to get her phone number, but then she reminded me
of course right then though, my battery died
..
it's a damn good thing that i carry my rhyme book
everywhere i go, 'cause i just don't know

when i'm gonna need it - me and my rhyme book
chilling this evening, watching the streets and
getting the feeling that i'm gonna be okay
watching the sunset at the end of a long day

whenever i need it me and my rhyme book
chilling this evening, watching the streets and
getting the feeling that i'm gonna be okay
watching the sunset at the end of a long day