Artist: Wale f/ J. Cole, Melanie Fiona Album: Attention: Deficit Song: Beautiful Bliss Type by: jamx3k@yahoo.com [Chorus: Melanie Fiona] + (Wale) Babe, you know it gets no better than this It's like sunshine on a rainy day It's like a high, could you take me away? Take me away, Away, It's a beautiful bliss (When you feel like this) It's a beautiful bliss (When you spill out hits) It's a beautiful bliss (When you fly as a bitch, and you ride with tints) (And you aint bothered a bit now, baby) [Verse One: Wale] Fresh out the airport, fresh out the tan with the clippers Like Sean Lippet thinking, hmm I'm trying to get it like Shawn get it If lord giveth a mill and a MILF light-skinded Its slight blemishes and life system But I'm giving it Foundation when I write lyric That "Anvil" Neidhart minus bright knickers Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it When Bret Hart meet Brett Favre A +sharpshooter+ well exceeding any +figure four+ You see my figure more or less six or more I invest then my larynx and lungs and this voice I project My pro-ject is like what pros inject And nigga's so fly I should be droved in jets It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right? [Chorus] [Verse Two: J. Cole] Phone home to the real they wanna' know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga from the Ville could get a deal And tell them niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real And yet we heard you got it locked but like them socks we on your heels So you best be on your toes nigga, especially on your flows nigga 'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes nigga Catch me on your doorstep, you see me let me in All I wanna' do is eat, I'm like the freaky lesbian Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV, need ESPN They heard I'm bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be friends." And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me then Where all the girls that we knew scream, "Fuck you" Gon' let me in I'm definitely in a class of my own, at dinner with Hov Hoping that he pass the baton, he just pass the Patron And he ain't givin' dog is earned, if you just live in dog you learn I let you niggas see the light, I'm like the prison yard, I yearn For that living large but mama I aint done yet Sit back and watch your son rise, kick back and know your son set Forever I aint run yet; And never will, Nas told me "Life's A Bitch" Pac said, "Fuck The World" and I aint come yet You up yet? My punchlines like gut checks, I'm raw, dog, I'm rough sex I'm on deck, I'm up next, I'm godblessed, I'm success, So fuck stress You can get the fuck from around me And if you listening know you wondering where the fuck they found me Im from the Ville, boy! (Ay Wale, good looking) [Chorus] [Verse Three: Wale] Another day up in my ES, wish it was an LS But e-lastic is my wallet, fuck it I don't be stressed like relaxed muscles Your feedback aint flexing, Then you can keep it running Like a muffler, when we not in summer They like A-list actors, they not no stunners Too much practice now for me to malfunction So any beat that function, I breathe on and puncture Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture Waiting showing you her beauty if she's naked It's like the view of a paintin' or a lake head This just how beautiful my day is Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan Capital I'm raising like I'm through punctuating Or shift keys or an I placement 'cause Shifting keys get your capital raised up, Motherfucker [Chorus] [Outro: Wale] Ha, yeah! Bump it, bump it To my beautiful, uhh, this is my beautiful, uhh This is my beautiful, uhh, Attention: Deficit! Yeah, this is my beautiful, uhh This is my beautiful, uhh, this is my beautiful, uhh