[Intro]

Any Day Now

[Verse 1: Qwel]

Rain shine was fate denied by state time

Ya caged ryhmes contain rage behind gang signs

Remember chickens spittin' game at you?

I'm prayin' with a flow, when you get home, I'm fixin' gang tattoos

Forget stress, yes, I'll accept the charges

Armed with curse words and verses to get the guards pissed

I dropped out since we last spoke (What!?)

Commissary, so it sucks, son, we all blown up

Fa'sho, growin' up was tough, more drugs than luck

Fuck a thuggie gettin' bucked, you can roll with us

No more holdin' in stolen trucks

Roll to Dunkin' Donuts, where po-po 'n folks can both hold nuts

Flame up, say ya name, now the whole gang's smokin'

Swear to mom, I'll quit spittin' to get ya chains broken

Ya name is spoken openly

Remember holdin' dreams of bein' dope? Yo, son, they quotin' me

Still the same witty poetry, grown 'n smokin' weed

How can we be broke when the city owes us sleep?

Or at least a peace of mind, crime was stealin' youth from you

Well, who coulda knew you woulda grew inside a human zoo?

There's truth and this troop both sent me to get you

The issue's how windows ain't mirrors when we miss you

More tattoos than nights at home

Rockin' this one for you, this is your microphone

[Chorus: Denizen Kane, Qwel]

Life will chew fruit to seed and leave root for you to see

Unique, never eunuch, 'cause stress ain't new to me

Life will chew fruit to seed and leave root for you to see

I'm unique, never eunuch, 'cause stress ain't new to me

[Verse 2: Denizen Kane]

See, I believe in the beloved below the skin, so forgive me if I sin

Skimming the surface before I burrow in

I've been out of this to rub with the red hands of my fear

So it's just you and me, love, risin' into the clear

Blue, who knew eyes could see so far from up here

Tote, skimmin' the green heads of tree tops under god knows where

Ya sweet, don't leave now, or drop like an autumn

Stay wrapped in my hand like a thorn escaped blossoms

Of, red in my palms, now they match my father

Scrapin' the stains outta rich man's pants and lipstick collars

Hollerin' to moms about the babble-o-bills and loans again

They gather on the kitchen table, cat shatters

They figured they whisper the other day about the son who was away to date

The whole store was spreadin', you wishin' the laundry would just wash away

Mom's fingers full of stiches, mouth full of pins

Mumbles yes, enter quick request to god with pursed lips

My sons, I lost 'em under the rush of adolescence

To impatience pussy pens, funny cigarettes, foreign lessons

But if she saw me now, with the blade of a smile nestled in my fluttery wrist

Never re-peddle away my metal

And knew that god's admissions are both open and free

And that he slowed the medics down to where it's too fast for me

N' edits and re-writes me as he pleases the human thesis

Any day I'll be embedded in a perfect sentence, please, believe this

[Chorus: Qwazaar, Denizen Kane]

Life will chew the fruit to the seed and leave the root for you to see

I'm unique, never eunuch, 'cause stress ain't new to me

Life will chew the fruit to the seed and leave the root for you to see

I'm unique, never eunuch, 'cause stress ain't new to me

[Verse 3: Qwazaar]

Yo, when I reminisce, I don't remember timberlands, nothing but Pro Wings

Rockin' 'em with the tongues hangin' outta the front with no strings

With no whites on, yo, we frontin' with fake gold rings

No gold chains, just house keys on shoe strings

So how does anybody sleep on a featherless pillow

With the world's weight across the shoulder blade tryna smother hope

It's foolish pride, these devils, they'll surely try to split you

And force you to sign over ya soul, spirit 'n physical

Well in a constant conflict, confidence against incompetence

Tryna grasp the context of life's concepts

That little bitter piece that I need indeed, I'll search for it

I try to ignore time, but I can't afford it

Smokin' weed, thinkin' surely I need employment to feed my spoiled kid

Never been characterized as the type to avoid his choices

So now I sacrifice life, the mic's in good faith

But not a penny saved, hopin' to blow like any day