Help-Wax/Eom

Yeah man I just want to be happy And make music Etcetera... Yo [Verse 1:] When people ask me why I do this I stand there and appear so clueless I don't I just feel it in my bones, feels like the whole worlds got the last name "Jones" And the music, is an enchanting breeze Rustling through family trees Making them have dancing leaves that fall off and start planting seeds Yeah... Yeah, and the new ones grow and the old ones die and the new young flow and they don't know why but they grow so high 'till they get they own spot towering up in the sky then they wither And like fresh tear drops their seeds fall and create next year's crops The cycle of music, we learn from the old but we write with a new twist And as we evolve we made it A universal language we all created, I- Really think we're all related Sibling rivalry is the cause of hatred Never met EOM but we're peas in a pod And the reason is God [Chorus:] Oh I... Wrote this all by myself But I... But it feels like I had help Oh I... Wrote this all by myself But I... But it feels like I had help From... [Verse 2:] This person, thing or being That they call God Heads in the church, they all nod Yeah Like we're in agreement Facts like these don't appear in the cement No hard truth, just time No hard proof, just rhyme No reason Just rhythm Season to season we're just livin'... And we- Wake up every morning Equipped with the tools of the time we were born in And these tools we use to keep buildin' Be- come second nature to the children Passed down from a dad to a kid I ain't invent the wheel, but I'm glad someone did, 'cause if they did not then time would just stop There'd be no jazz, rock & roll or hip-hop But we got infinite sums of choices We've come a long way since just drums and voices man... This can't be random To well planned for nobody to have a hand in Never met EOM but he seems like a friend now Digital, musical pen-pal [Chorus:] Oh I... Wrote this all by myself But I... But it feels like I had help Oh I... Wrote this all by myself But I... But it feels like I had help Man... Yeah I wrote this all by myself But I know that I had help Yeah I wrote this by myself but I know, in my soul, that I had a little help from somethin' much bigger than me G-o-d or whatever he be I don't know man, I don't know fam Freestyle going to get with the program No man... Can do it any better than me, a veteran emcee in the place to be We do the... Freestyle Going off the green-mile That's what suckers do What wack motherf**kers do I mean, who are you to test me? I'm cool like Nestea And sweet like Nestlé... Chocolate when I'm rocking it...