And I came with an accent, I said, "howzit?"
Surrounded by town folk who clowned it (why?)
Cuz I'm fresh off an island
Miles from the 6 with a smile and a childhood
Raised from the bowels of military howls
In the place that I grew, more slippers than shoes
Bunch of fools sitting wishin' in school
With a principal who never saw no talent
Dreamt of a crib like Iolani palace
Pre-Liliuokalani legendary status
Every hand grabbin' for the sky like Jimmy
Superfly Snuka in his prime fuck a limelight
Gimme sunshine and a mic and im fine
Life been defined by nights under skies
Next to the live and see me land got both
Feet planted in the sand like, damn bruh
I've been missing all that, so I had to go back to the island like that
And now it's flash forward on the track
Gotta liberate my people like Haunani-Kay Trask
Breathe in the breeze when I ease way back in the jeep
With the top and the seats laid flat
Yea I got heat cuz every time I speak
I keep burning up like a haole on a beach why?
It's the 808 love
Like 88' playing tapes, bass in the trunk
It's the 808 kick, that shits so sick it makes your heart beat
Skip like thisss (2x)
I raise hell when I blaze well
And we made it next door feel
[ Blue Scholars Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] Sorta like Blaisdell
And I came directly from the place
Seen a whole lotta homes erased
Faced with an ice epidemic so
Large it'll put global warming on pause
Warning all frauds
No it's not a walk on the beach so
Don't come thinking shit's sweeter than
A sugar cane tree cause
When a beat drops, brah
Don't blame me and now you wanna curse like interstate 3
News flash jerk! Hawaii ain't free
And I vowed on the day I became an MC
Never not say what I'm made to speak from
The same rock barack walked and breathed
And be the smoke signals from them wowie trees
And more information is what we need
If you ever came up rocking swap meet tees
Or you stayed havin' red stains under your feet
In a spot this hot everybody stay cool
Peace to the crew, I'm a light sleeper, too
Late night wonderful, under the moon
I got hot sex on a platter for two
And yes I'm talking to you miss 808 love
Best damn place on the world to wake up!!
It's the 808 love
Like 88' playing tapes, bass in the trunk
It's the 808 kick, that shits so sick make you heart beat skip like this
And I came with an accent, I said, "howzit?"
Surrounded by town folk who clowned it (why?)
Cuz I'm fresh off an island
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