Beach Chair (feat. Chris Martin)

[Verse One]

Life is but a dream to me

I don't wanna wake up

Thirty odd years without having my cake up

So I'm about my paper

24/7, 365,366 in a leap year

I don't know why we here

Since we gotta be here

Life is but a beach chair

Went from having shabby clothes

Crossing over Abbey Roads

Hear my angels singing to me

Are you happy HOV?

I just hope im hearing right

Karma's got me feearing life

Colleek are you praying for me

I got deamons in my past

So i got daughters on the way

If the prophecy's correct

Then the child should have to pay

For the since of a father

So i barter my tommorows

Against my yesterdays

In hopes that she'll be OK

And when im no longere here

The shade of face from the flare

I'll give her my share of Carol's Daughter

and a shiny new beach chair

[Chorus]

(I can hear my angel sing)

Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna wake up, wake up

(I can hear my angel sing)

Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna lose

(I can hear my angel sing)

Life is just a dream and you really dont' wanna wake up, wake up

(I can hear my angel sing)

Life is just a dream and you really don't wanna lose

[Verse Two]

Life is but a dream to me

Gun shots sing to these

Other guys but lullabys

Don't mean a ting to me

I'm not afraid of dyng

I'm afraid of not trying

Everyday hit every wave

Like im Hawaiian

I don't surf the net

No i never been on myspace

Too busy letting my voice vibrate

Carving out my space

In this world of fly girls

Cutthroats & diamond cut ropes I twirls

Benzs round corners

Where the sun don't shine

I let the wheels give a glimpse

Of hope of one's grind

Some said HOV, how you get so fly

I said from not being afraid to fall out the sky

My physical's shell

So when i say farewell

My soul will find an even

Higher plane to dwell

So fly you shall

So have no fear, just know that

Life is but a beach chair

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]

Life is but a dream Can't mimic my life

I'm the thinnest cut slice

Intercut, the winner's cup

With winters rough enough

TO interrupt life

That's why I'm both

The saint & the sinner

Nice

This is Jay everyday

No compromise

No compass comes with this life

Just eyes

So to map it out

You must look inside

Sure books can guid you

But your heart defines you

Chica

You corason is what brought us home

In great shape like Heidi Klum

Maricon, I am on

Permanent Vaca

Life is but a beach chair

This song is like a Hallmark card

Until you read each here

So till she's here

And she declaired

The aire

I will be prepared

A blueprint for you to print

A map so you can back

A guide for your eyes

And so you won't lose scent

I'll make a stink for you to think

I ink these verses full of prose

So you won't get connect out of 2 cent

My last wil and testament I leave my heir

My share of Roc-AFella Records and a shiny new beach chair

[Chorus 2x]