The Perch (Feat. Flying Lotus Oddisee And Phonte Coleman)
Verse 1: ~Oddisee~] This here beyond top shelf shit* I'm on display right here by the exit Call and request this, put it on your check list Feel free to let us sound like we on the guest list Yes this be the one and only One to shun the phonies, ain't nothin' on me I'm clean, shine like shave with So Glo Old for the kids, but the flow for grown folks Know what I did for the truth and all that Come with it when I'm in the booth with raw raps I come with it Young hit it on the money like the Wheel Of Fortune Somethin' jive this and that's real important I'm here to fill the void like Deep Space 9 Not here to fill the noise like deep base lines Let's all listen Godfather here, wanna bless y'all mission
[Verse Two] [Phonte] Grab a hold of your horses A grown man talkin' nigga, lower your voices No negotiation, this is not a democracy Nope, not even probably Ain't no other choices I came to give voice to the voiceless But some people say that my poise is Similar to arrogance I Thinkin' they babblin' I Been travelin' worldwide They sayin' "Nigga, Tay you anointed." With the gift to make all The people wanna take off They shoes and shake off they blues on the flo' Any day, any week Any track, any beat Just keep my snare hittin' on the two and the four For each and every-one Tay lay it down like Bed, Bath & Bey-ond It's not no fable He's the thoroughbred fresh out the stable Always God willing and comfort-able Yes