Mic Flo - Ostrich Eyes

I'm trying to find balance, standing at the precipice
Showing off my strength like celebrating Festivus
Everybody gets one. Better make the best of this
Rep the old school like sending mailed messages
More like faxes, trying to avoid death and taxes
And separate myself from the masses
Was Big Mike, now I'm massive
The past is just a small plate of hors d'oeuvres
This is the entree
I move forward, Sip alicante, and spit sickness like horrors
These cats are all talk, they're mouth motors
I don't listen, me I'm just chilling reading fodors
With my mind on my money like brokers
Chilling with my cool chick that has more curves
You girl may be fine but she left you with no nerves
She pulled a fast one and got up on your last one
A real Relationship needs passion and compromise
I spit heat and leave beats cauterized
Staying underground like ostrich eyes
I was stressed out feeling ostracized
Now I'm fresh dressed and I'm often wise
So I recognize that they're lofting lies
And their untruths lead to where their coffin lies
See I scoff at guys claiming they from proper tribes
Allergic to wack, hear their track and I've gotten hives
And my rap is the lyrical fexofenadine
Stay spiritual because my life has been a dream
Clutch City, Olajuwon, Winning team
I'm feeling like I can do anything
Don't keep it on the DL. Just DL
I'm slipping on ice, dreaming of stepping on a seashell
Happy Holidays. Everybody be well
I micromanage rhymes cuz it's all in the detail
Train hard for this. That's why I never derail
"Will he fail?" Naw, I'm Rocky fighting until the bell
And leave my competition like Crack head Eazell
"My neck and my back"
Should get a check for how I wreck on a track
The best offense is protect then attack
Was trying to rebel now I'm just sequestering facts
As I'm confessing on wax, I meditate, let the truth digest & relax and just breathe

I spit heat and leave beats cauterized
Staying underground like ostrich eyes
I was stressed out feeling ostracized
Now I'm fresh dressed and I'm often wise
So I recognize they're lofting lies
And their untruths lead to where their coffin lies
While they're tossing lies
I seek truth without comprimise
Like I'm looking through a prophet's eyes
But the future I don't try to hypothesize
I just breathe

Written by:
Michael Richardson

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