life and what I like and what I do
When i'm not riding my bike I look out
the window and watch the view.
I live in a city in a
rainforest next to ocean,
And the mountains look real big to
this native nova scotian.
Most of the time I write rhymes
in the confines of my bedroom.
I like chilling in this city,
but most of all I like its legroom.
I like how people here do
whatever they please.
Vancouver,
bc, I like them big huge trees…
everyone can talk, I
mean its not a crime
Secrets get told,
some folks tell them all the time.
Like they couldn't or wouldn't
try to test what they could do,
With their thoughts if they ever stopped
to think that maybe it's not all true.
And all you ever hear is talk,
talk, talk
Too scared to make a move and walk,
walk, walk
The line like johnny cash and act
shocked when you find,
The way to get ahead is
to come from behind.
I root root for the underdog
but still gotta give credit,
To those who know better but
who still let it happen.
I don't want to spread dirt and tell
you things I don't mean,
I used to be real dirty but now
i've gone clean.
I'm using my time well and burning
the candle and it will smell
Of sandalwood panelling it's a good
thing this vessel has good handling.
Otherwise, i'd be shipped to shore,
I've given all I got,
but still they always want more.
And if your in the driver's seat,
they want you to follow,
An d if you let them in,
they'll feed on you until your hollow.
Ring ring the telephone,
it's always you calling,
Crying on the phone telling
me how far you've fallen.
Like, you call a lot,
I want to know hey hey…
Why do you call my house everyday?
When I see you at a show,
just go away.
'cause you're not the
one for me…
They say i'm
just some hippy,
mama's what's wrong with me,
I never say stoked or trippy, but I do any drug they slip
me.
This is a glimpse into my life
and what I like and what I do
When i'm not rid ing my bike I look out
the window and watch the view.
I live in a city in a
rainforest next to ocean,
And the mountains look real big
to this native nova scotian.
Most of the time I write rhymes
in the confines of my bedroom.
I like chilling in this city,
but most of all I like its legroom.
I like how people here
do whatever they please.
Vancouver,
bc, I like them big huge trees.
you know I won't stop thinking.
I can't stop drinking.
I want a real woman not just some
chick to put my dink in.
But in my room it's high noon, and there's
a showdown at sundown
I love the high I get from a gunfight but
can't stand the comedown.
When you become a rapper you open
up your life to people,
Everytime I do a show,
I show a little more shoulder
Hold the mic like a lighthouse,
keeping watch over the landscape,
Give my man an ezra pound,
the 5th element is the handshake
Goddammit I can't stand it,
too many folks so serious,
It's simply too easy to have
fun and be a comedian
And ride the median between
raw and de lirious,
Oh it's mr. magic, he's so mysteriuos.
Synonymous made muse,
I am contagious when I choose
To be deluding the authorities
and their outrageous views
I'm one of those whose paid his dues,
but got a few screws loose
See i've made the best use
of booze an d bodily abuse
The boys meet to eat the breakfast
at bon's off broadway.
Another shot there budd...well yeah ok,
why not?
A lot what I put in my body
is shoddy and cheap,
But I can't af ford to eat that well
and still have a place to sleep.
I keep good company and
hang with the totally insane,
I love living this lifestyle
where nothing ever stays the same.
With change comes the rains and everyone
goes through growing pains.
I want to do my laundry but I can't remove the stains.
chorus
Josh Martinez 
