Lyrics Chael Blinya – Lost Unfound: A Dead End

Lost Unfound: A Dead End Lyrics – Chael Blinya

Singer: Chael Blinya
Title: Lost Unfound: A Dead End

INTRO
Uh uh uh, yea okay
Land for the lord got a plan to afford uh uh
Got a plan to abort

Land for the Lord got a plan to abort
Back & forth on the porch though the land wasn’t yours uh
CHORUS 1
Yea Ybor getting gentrified uh

Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
Yea Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
I got a feeling Busch Boulevard’s next
Yea SoHo getting gentrified uh

Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
Yea Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
I got a feeling Busch Boulevard’s next
Yea Sem Heights getting gentrified uh

Busch Boulevard’s nеxt (Busch Boulevard’s next)
Yea Busch Boulеvard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
I got a feeling Busch Boulevard’s next
Yea Tampa Bay getting gentrified uh

Which Boulevard’s next? (2x)
I got a feeling your Boulevard’s next
VERSE 1
Just got back from Oakland, met a lotta poets well spoken

Bout the gentrification sweeping nation on occasion
Like janitors on probation, NBA players waiting
To be taken out of misery, fourth victory, domination
Check parameters, X your calendars, ain’t no time for vacation

And I stay losing patience
Reason I’m steady pacing back & forth on porch feel
Like I prayed for force field
Bet you haven’t seen it though my routes look scenic

And cleanest, hygienic, I’m a genius and I mean it
Yet I’m still searching for shoulder
To cry on, looking for holder
For sale signs all over, home loan signs all over

Think we’re getting closer
Seems like poor nostalgia, ultra
CHORUS 2
Yea everywhere getting gentrified, uh

Busch Boulevard’s next up, uh
Which Boulevard’s next uh
I gotta feeling his Boulevard’s next
VERSE 2

Oh sh#t I lost a home
Once I got off my throne
Porcelain princess commode
Took my sh#t as I took my own

Swiped my sh#t before I wiped my own
Done got tricked with rent to own
Y’all ain’t slick got a bone to pick
Nah f#ck that gotta pick to bone

sh#t don’t stank when you close your nose
Butt sh#t do stank when it’s under nose
Mustache theory awful gross
But under nose, so how do you know?

If you dump yo sh#t in the hood then go
Belongings Transfer, negotiate
Cure for cancer, cure for aids
Make a n#gg# wanna go on tour

Don’t think I’ll get paid for days
A n#gg# feel quite unsure
When at my door is Gerry Roundings
What goes around him is my surroundings

So Sir Roundings what’s good?
And I was not lost just far
Cause a lost unfound is a loss unfar
But a loss unbound is a loss you found, yours

CHORUS 3
Yea Ybor getting gentrified uh
Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
Yea Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)

I got a feeling Busch Boulevard’s next
Yea SoHo getting gentrified uh
Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
Yea Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)

I got a feeling Busch Boulevard’s next
Yea Sem Heights getting gentrified uh
Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)
Yea Busch Boulevard’s next (Busch Boulevard’s next)

I got a feeling Busch Boulevard’s next
Yea Tampa Bay getting gentrified uh
Which Boulevard’s next? (4x)
I got a feeling your Boulevard’s next

OUTRO
Premonitions I keep getting bout heffers & cash cows
Admit it every listen was golden go cash out
So Imma keep rapping until Im #ss out

Or the last house on Yukon Street turn to a glass house
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