Palm Of His Hands (Explicit)

Palm Of His Hands (Explicit) - De La Soul/Bilal

Composed by：Kelvin Mercer/Vincent Mason/Peter O'Phillips/Kiefer Shackelford

Produced by：Kiefer Shackelford/Pete Rock/De La Soul

He the man's most of the one's who's unique

A paragon placed in the land of the bleak

Divorced from mistakes

Galloping around on their ego while we talking regal over breaks

They said "Mayday Mayday"

We got these older rappers out here living good like it's still their heyday

Health in the seasoning

Grill diamonds for your third eye for stern reasoning

Pride cultivation for your knees to bend

A prayer heard for the closed eye

How we still here? Only God knows why

A smile on our heart

With a legacy tatted up with legal issues still we never tore apart

Apart from that you can find me clique-free

Never loud play it quiet like a clown

Forever a proud man B-plans weren't the same as the A

So we attack the track no other way

We honor the ghosts

The holy ones who actions define the street signs that shine beneath the light posts

To practice a pillow tattle for someone

To babble your tea to others is not within our oath

Place the letter D in front of the word art throw it

We end up on the walls 'cause the point sharp know it

Welcome to season nine episode B and ode to the three

Love light

I don't wanna get no older

The breath of the world feels colder

But within hard living you can find God giving

His light love

The truth can be heavier to lift up

But the one who stands steady not to give up

Is the man who blows warmth in the palm of his hand

Listen my name's not Charlie but I'm a brown

Skincare just walking around praising God's gift

And I never sniffed Charlie but my lines are the lift

Meaning rhymes will ascend while I'm so off the cliff

Even make words that match or words that matter

And weaved with a ladder climbing higher than your three-feet measure

We are more than a chest with a treasure

I'm do-or-dead like Stuyvesant-Bed

Yet I'm from the county of Nassau Long Island track long

Live and let give life and when death is within sight

I hope to be surrounded by my seeds

Tell 'em to love one another

Tell my son to treat a woman better than I treated his mother

I was too undercover on the themes of excess

Seem to get it right when I choose to lean and express

Moms taught me better and I still failed the test

And if she's watching from higher heights

Her sight won't approve of certain moves in my manhood

But the hood man is damn good at showing us shortcuts

Left longevity done with the fork stuff

Now fighting over quick fixes of fame I've expanded

And who will be the last man standing

With the vast amount of plans in the palm of his hand?

Love light

I don't wanna get no older

The breath of the world feels colder

But within hard living you can find God giving

His light love

The truth can be heavier to lift up

But the one who stands steady not to give up

Is the man who holds plans in the palm of his hand

Is the man who holds plans in the palm of his hand

Is the man who holds plans in the palm of his hand

Traveling on a long road

Traveling on a long road

Sunshine like eleven acres

Traveling on a long road

Sunshine for sale and then like another nine acres where it's nothing on it

We believe in Him we believe

Traveling on a long road

Only five cents come get your sunshine

We believe in Him

There's so much su so much sunshine I can't see anything