Blue Eye Blades

I wrote this song about bummin' around San Diego with friends, La Jolla, Carlsbad, beaches an' cliffs an' whatnot. So much fun! Only crazy part was getting surprised by this friggin' heeeeeuge sealion or whatever that was jus' chillin' at the bottom of these stairs...in other news, I dig the saxophone vibe in this track. Lyrics [Chorus] Driftin’ wit’ driftwood catchin’ those coastlines glow'in… Dippin’ Balboa Park…so tonight, we ride… Sittin' where cliffs stood catchin’ those coastlines glow'in… Trippin’ in the dark…alright, let's vibe… Let’s go in… Arrive… [Verse 1] Got me this little painted-glass palm tree, And a fresh pair of shades, Caught a beach breeze bare feet, Blue eye blades, Hills of sand by concrete, Like bands of strays, Late-night phase, shore ways, I caught her gaze, The sun’s leaping crests, Her curves are insane, He spun, what a mess, Attention detained, Switchin’ lanes, Tight-wrapped frame, Smile swayin' games, Grab the reins, We’ll both have waters, I’ll take a beer, Hot wangs, extra flames, I’m mesmerized, Fireside stride clear, Feel that spark, green light, Energized, we remain, But unsure where to go from here, Just listen to the waves, They’re calling her name, Damn…reflections dance on skin, Callin' her name, begin, Streets hummin' low as she leans in… [Chorus] Driftin’ wit’ driftwood catchin’ those coastlines glow'in… Dippin’ Balboa Park…so tonight, we ride… Sittin' where cliffs stood catchin’ those coastlines glow'in… Trippin’ in the dark…alright, let’s vibe… Let’s go in… Arrive... [Verse 2] Back near the whip wit’ finesse, Gleam on rocks at the cove, Martinis, briskets, an' black bikinis on Row, No static, jus’ storefront glow, No stress, jus’ shore-run flow, Besides… This where the crew go… Ledges full of lions, Birds circlin’ overhead, Crowds alignin’ Tourists actin’ overfed, Horizon shinin’ red, Folks droppin’ bread, Waistlines glidin’, Hypnotizin’ how they spread, Take in the cool air, but don’t be cold… Take a stool...player, Don’t let pocket change go to your head, Relax, don’t kill the dream, This whole scene flyin’...player… Streetlamps engage, Silhouettes, Sidewalk’s coolin' down... And all of life’s a stage, Burn some sage, Say a prayer, Player... Spanish Village, dark-haired courtyard artisans, Bro needs reasons, takes an image, starts again... [Verse 3] Back near the whip wit’ finesse, Gleam on rocks at the cove, We tryin' impress... Walkin’ miles, 26,000 steps, Tide pools, pelicans, an’ caves, Seals on the stairs, get reps, Elegance, be brave, With reverence, Hint of Bergamot, Got that Bay Rum, Natural fragrance, On the spot, After thought, We had it, An blew our shot, Until again, what? [Chorus] Driftin’ wit’ driftwood catchin’ those coastlines glow'in… Dippin’ Balboa Park…so tonight, we ride… Sittin' where cliffs stood catchin’ those coastlines glow'in… Trippin’ in the dark…alright, let’s vibe… Let’s go in (echo effect)… Arrive... #chillhop #hiphop #music