The White House Band - Happiness Ft. Ciph

New track from The White House Band, featuring Ciph and produced by David E Beats. Hit the jump for the lyrics!

Verse 1 - David E Beats :

Uh, I swear,
Having mad fun making it jump in here,
And no Kriss-Kross,
Just a spin- off of an old joint,
That made white girls get off,
Roll up,
Lift off,
Insert,
Spit off,
Thats like everyday,
Somedays like Cirque Soliel,
Not perfect, ok,
But since birth I aim,
To find new lanes to play,
And new games to slay, uh,
Son,
There be a range of ways,
To cop that palace and that escalde,
All cash, no credit,
And I credit all those who embedded
And told they buddys to check it,
And I shine, flourescent,
Cuz my mind and message
Is synced like I'm texting,
And I compete with myself,
For the best flip,
And read Donald Trump,
For the lessons,
And theres a major bump in my sales pitch,
Uh, shouts CapCity Records,
And W-H-B,
I AM PR, tho,
Uh,
Road To Americano

Verse 2 - Ciph :

Heaven only knows I was
Born to be the best,
Reaching on my peak, man,
I can feel it in my chest,
I lived and I learned,
And I learned to be awesome,
Going top flight,
Out of sight when my thoughts come,
Label me a dreamer,
Label me a rider,
Leave it up to me, lyrically
To provide the,
Way out the bullshit,
They still serve up,
But I'm focused enough,
To see whats-what,
I keep it going cuz I'm
Goddamned willing to,
I take the time to unwind,
I aint feeling you,
Hold up, slow up,
With the interviews,
Watch your mouth when you're
Talking to a winner dude,
Yessir, I'm a fight to the finish,
I'm a fight to replenish,
This is more then an image,
Your a Pop-Eye nigga,
Better eat you're spinach,
I'm a go and eat my dinner,
Be fucked on these niggas,
Real talk on these niggas,
I'm a eat regardless,
Start this real shit,
Home's where the heart is,
And never part this,
Go buck for buck,
It still stands that I'm a true artist

End