@[Diderik:33655] "Your a holiday!" Was a popular term used in the 50s/60s to compliment someone on their all around. For example, not only are they beautiful, but they are fun and kind too ... just an all around "holiday".
I think your first comment is closer to being accurate. The singer/song writers state "Millions of eyes can see, yet why am i so blind!? When the someone else is me, its unkind its unkind". I believe hes referring to the girl toying with him and using him. He wants something deeper with her, thats why he allows himself to be as a puppet (even though for her fun and games) as long as it makes her happy. But he knows deep down that she doesnt really want to be serious with him and thats what makes him.
"We were sitting out on the step you know"
(One, two)
Now I'm a say this one time boy and that's my word
We rockin' shots and not fire through the Hindenburg
The contribution is clear
You add water to bone
And get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone
Now if you like the tone
And how the harmony's done
And the sucka MC's die before they've begun
Well I'd like to know if
You've got the notion
'Cause we're number one
I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit
No interference we persevere
The purpose is clear
We're here to leave your ear hurtin' severe
You're lurking in fear
'Cause we take it back like Robin Locksley
Rockin' from country side to spots where hard rocks be
I often wonder if these MC's even know how it feels
To dedicate they whole life to this mic of steel
Its not about the bills
That's not keeping it real
A lot of tight rappers out here ain't got no deals
We appeal to the brothers with flow finesse
'Cause it's the hundred watt blood shot game of death
'Cause we're protected by the covenants of words and beats
Rewind and feel the heat
Recline and take a seat
So, ah
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
And I'mma walk from Tranzania
Earthquake Transylvania
And on the way I kicked a hole through the Wall Of China
Just to get the right blend
'Cause its schizophrenic of the pathway to livin'
I fell into the deep end
You shouldn't have told me
The pyramids can hold me
So now a contest is what you owe me
Pull out your beats, pull out your cuts
Give us a mic, what up?
And we gon' tear shit up
I'm on some old and forgotten
Sun up to sun down
Like picking cotton
The Nutty Professor science droppin'
Rockin' Robin's hood
From New York to Compton
Me and my three sons
Jabari, Shakir, and Kahsum
So, ah
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo
Hey, I'm 2na-Fish from U-N-I-T-Y
Do or die
Anti-illumaniti, why
Do the liquid from my vocals
Make the ghetto start swimming
Forever winning I'm in it
Like Meadowlark Lemon
I get goose bumps
When the bassline thumps
A sucka MC freestyle
He had mine for lunch
Marc 7even get you open like an attache
Briefcase in this case
The beat there is noway
Ah, ah the tool spinners
Cooking the full dinner
Killing the first born of lyrical Yul Brynner's
When is it the academy
Rattling your anatomy
Gotta be J5 so kill all your fake flattery
That'll be the day
When labels pay our way
2na what you say
When MC's come to play
Man fe dead
Cause we take it back like Spinal Tap
Preparing your intellect before your final nap
So, ah
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just got beef, huh, watch how I settle it
I fuck around and arrest your whole development
I'm eloquent
When it comes to digital display
I'm ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray
Tactics, my shits Jurassic 5
Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
With a deep breath with my Chop-Sui style
'Cause I'm a lyrical chef
I gets mines to the death
'Cause I be cookin'
From here to Brooklyn
Your shits annoying like fat-ass Bookman
On Good Times
When I rhyme
I hit the designated area
I hope you got your shots 'cause this is lyrical malaria
Spreading, beheading fools with the punishment
I live in America but fuck this government
A hundred and fifty times over silk with lead
While y'all drink the similac
My rhymes are breast-fed
No artificial nipples
I flip the real skills
I thought I told you once
I kick the lyrical windmills
And backspin Benedict
Strictly for my benefit
I step on toes when I flow don't get offended
Come and get with it
Comprehended when I kick it
I represent the real
From the beginning to the end of it
(One, two)
Now I'm a say this one time boy and that's my word
We rockin' shots and not fire through the Hindenburg
The contribution is clear
You add water to bone
And get the Jurassic 5 on the microphone
Now if you like the tone
And how the harmony's done
And the sucka MC's die before they've begun
Well I'd like to know if
You've got the notion
'Cause we're number one
I'm not trying to say my style is better than yours
I'm just on some other shit
I'm all about the beats and the lyrics
So when you hear it you can feel it
The vibe is energized by the presence of my spirit
No interference we persevere
The purpose is clear
We're here to leave your ear hurtin' severe
You're lurking in fear
'Cause we take it back like Robin Locksley
Rockin' from country side to spots where hard rocks be
I often wonder if these MC's even know how it feels
To dedicate they whole life to this mic of steel
Its not about the bills
That's not keeping it real
A lot of tight rappers out here ain't got no deals
We appeal to the brothers with flow finesse
'Cause it's the hundred watt blood shot game of death
'Cause we're protected by the covenants of words and beats
Rewind and feel the heat
Recline and take a seat
So, ah
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
And I'mma walk from Tranzania
Earthquake Transylvania
And on the way I kicked a hole through the Wall Of China
Just to get the right blend
'Cause its schizophrenic of the pathway to livin'
I fell into the deep end
You shouldn't have told me
The pyramids can hold me
So now a contest is what you owe me
Pull out your beats, pull out your cuts
Give us a mic, what up?
And we gon' tear shit up
I'm on some old and forgotten
Sun up to sun down
Like picking cotton
The Nutty Professor science droppin'
Rockin' Robin's hood
From New York to Compton
Me and my three sons
Jabari, Shakir, and Kahsum
So, ah
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo
Hey, I'm 2na-Fish from U-N-I-T-Y
Do or die
Anti-illumaniti, why
Do the liquid from my vocals
Make the ghetto start swimming
Forever winning I'm in it
Like Meadowlark Lemon
I get goose bumps
When the bassline thumps
A sucka MC freestyle
He had mine for lunch
Marc 7even get you open like an attache
Briefcase in this case
The beat there is noway
Ah, ah the tool spinners
Cooking the full dinner
Killing the first born of lyrical Yul Brynner's
When is it the academy
Rattling your anatomy
Gotta be J5 so kill all your fake flattery
That'll be the day
When labels pay our way
2na what you say
When MC's come to play
Man fe dead
Cause we take it back like Spinal Tap
Preparing your intellect before your final nap
So, ah
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just that classic
Rap shit from Jurassic
Let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics
No rabbit in a hat tricks
Just got beef, huh, watch how I settle it
I fuck around and arrest your whole development
I'm eloquent
When it comes to digital display
I'm ready for the world while you earl off the Tanqueray
Tactics, my shits Jurassic 5
Fingers of death while you exhale and inhale
With a deep breath with my Chop-Sui style
'Cause I'm a lyrical chef
I gets mines to the death
'Cause I be cookin'
From here to Brooklyn
Your shits annoying like fat-ass Bookman
On Good Times
When I rhyme
I hit the designated area
I hope you got your shots 'cause this is lyrical malaria
Spreading, beheading fools with the punishment
I live in America but fuck this government
A hundred and fifty times over silk with lead
While y'all drink the similac
My rhymes are breast-fed
No artificial nipples
I flip the real skills
I thought I told you once
I kick the lyrical windmills
And backspin Benedict
Strictly for my benefit
I step on toes when I flow don't get offended
Come and get with it
Comprehended when I kick it
I represent the real
From the beginning to the end of it
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