Ready For Whatever Lyrics & Chords By Sapient

If I have food, and I have clothes,
And a place to rest, I’m ready for whatever
If I have food, and I have clothes,
And my family is fed, I’m ready for whatever
No one to answer to, nothin to answer for
Except the standard short, changing to fan support
I try to soar above it, not tryna impress you, I just do
And when it comes time to look back and reflect on the things I did
I wont be regretful that was me I switched into this mode
Where I can receive my gifts, and set my goals
Keep it real but feed my kid
And I know there’s a lot of things I’ll learn to accept
Through these words is the way I get interpreted best
When I return to the heavens from my worldly nest
I believe that these works will live further than death
There’s a lot to develop in stress breakers
I’ve wagered a lot, a lot more than just wages
I’ve fed the artist, I’ll feed the human separately
And I’ll starve first before I lose integrity
If I have food, and I have clothes,
And a place to rest, I’m ready for whatever
If I have food, and I have clothes,
And my family is fed, I’m ready for whatever, whenever, wherever, whoever
There’s a new feelin burnin in my flesh
If I’m not workin music, I’m workin on my death
And me as a person I must be certain to invest
But I don’t peak or plateau I’m on a permanent ascent
So when my heads in the clouds it’s strategic
I’ll find my way back down when convenient
I;m out of the reaches of the 9 to 5 chains
I’ve applied the slight change to defy that mind state
So to the fans who show love, and to those who just feel the vibe,
If I look stressed out I’m still alive
I feel confident of my worth down to the cent
Though I’ve messed up, no halo circlin my head
I look at the big picture and felt stupid
Sellin beats is self abuse, I need to sell units
I’ll be that artist, I’ll be that human separately
So I starve first ‘fore I lose integrity
If I have food, and I have clothes,
And a place to rest, I’m ready for whatever
If I have food, and I have clothes,
And my family is fed, I’m ready for whatever
[Outro/Freestyle (not in remix)]
Ti, ti, ti, ti, ahh, yup
Me and my Sandpeeps are awesome
You think we’re getting washed up, what? You haven’t watched us
Put a stop to the gossip, we better bring it
Oh, oh it’s already been broughten
We form like voltron, but a bit slower
A bit drunker, a grip doper
Like ten ogres that come to slit throats
We might sneak up on you but we don’t tip toe
Yes yes I am, still a letterhead
Indestructible adamantium skeleton
Well developed, you dumb as hell if you bet against me
Sapient, a representative
Of Sandpoeple or Debaser to step to
Muh fucker me got nephews to behead you
I’m just doin my damn thang, you can’t hang
My campaign is big like my pant leg, shit
I can’t pay rent I’m out of lucky charms
Better earn some lunch money from these fuckin marks
Like it’s my playground, get off the monkey bars
I push you off of the slide and then punch your arm, psh
Wonder bar