(Intro)
(Needa tissue ... for my issue, haha)
(Shit)
(Real Sneeze, I'm way too blessed)
(Verse 1)
Real sneeze, I’m way to blessed
To be way too stressed
Feeling way too vexed
Should be way too fresh
All this day to day, day to day, day to day shit
Shit, it ain't working best
Take two steps back after one step forward
Did two tracks on my last performance
But still made an impact that can last enormous
Never wack or boring
Pack a punch like Foreman
Could you bare to see me snack on this batch of porridge?
Would your hair stand up if backed the tortoise?
If I'm so familiar, then why you acting foreign?
If I lack importance, guess that lacks importance? (Hmmm)
Do you smell me? Or do you know what I speak of
Do you know what’s going on, on my end?
You can write us in like the Incas
As Tek would say, “you better come on home”
Ever empire burns out, take a look at Rome
Or you grind this shit out take a look at Rome
Or take a look Oeaux, Take a look at Lo
Take a look at Rocky, Take a look look at Tef
Look at everyone in your life who ain't quit shit yet
You better take them steps to make this shit make sense
And make amends with the depths of the ends you crept
You've been in a whirlwind, and it's spins, and you know it
Going through shit and you show it
I know you're growing, at least
But
(Hook)(x8)
Real sneeze, I'm way too blessed, way too blessed
(Verse 2)
I make music for your soul, ho
Light it up and watch you soul glow
Let it shine bitch
Do this shit like all the time bitch
Never get the cheese you wanting
If you only whine bitch (wah, wah, wah)
Life handed me lemons and I got lemon meringue pie
Got rid of my temptations and found the apple of my eye
What if Johnny Appleseed was in the Garden of Eden
And told Eve she could be eating apples for the rest of her life
She'd tell the Lord to take her fruit back
You're looking at a young Adam, with a pack of fruit snacks
Chaos all around, we just wonder where the truth at
What if H-O-T D-O-G, really spelt “Cool Cat?”
I’m trying to be more transparent than the Kardashians father
Or mother, whatever, I’m clever, together, why bother?
That's why I need to keep my shit together
Cause I’m too good to be someone who could be always doing better
(Hook)(x4)
Real sneeze, I'm way too blessed, way too blessed
(Bridge)
Real Sneeze, I'm way too blessed
To be way too stressed
Feeling way too vexed
Should be way too fresh
Real Sneeze, I'm way too blessed
Way too blessed
Real Sneeze, I’m way too blessed
Way too blessed
