Tribe
Mr Swim can't be no sub
Get on the mic just to see what's up
Free in life, well free enough
With a lease and some lights and a leaky tub
I gotta bug in me
Swollen nodes
Cut that out
Once I know the codes
Trust my route
Just as it goes
Its an a s-curve throw
Not a frozen rope
And I don't need a map so I folded and buried it
Under the boulder I rolled while I carried it
I want it new not the news that is parroted
Tell me your story don't impose your narrative
Pardon a partisan
Won't harden my heart again
It's fun just to start again
Arson my boundary
Lettin' the party in
And you are my tribe
So do what ya like
Yeah you are my tribe
So you can come in
But your friends stay outside
Raw throat
Cold on the brink
Dunno what I know
I just know what I think
Holden my ground
Whole lot of strength
What's holdin' on if it's all gonna sink?
Huh.yeah, this or that?
Quid pro quo
Or a tit for tat?
Admiral Ackbar, it's a trap
You stay blind
While I watch your back, no, nah, nah
Big syndicates want total commits I can't stay
So I hop in the mix and I spin till it fits
With the tone and the sitch of the day
I'm not just sayin I'll flake when it's shakin I'm sayin I learn from mistakes, k?
Older, emboldened
And toeing no line
Surrounded by kids
Who are hardly refined
I know what is golden
I go where it's mine
I'm rollin my shoulders
To open my mind
You are my tribe
So do what ya like
Yeah you are my tribe
So you can come in
And your friends are alright
Get on the mic just to see what's up
Free in life, well free enough
With a lease and some lights and a leaky tub
I gotta bug in me
Swollen nodes
Cut that out
Once I know the codes
Trust my route
Just as it goes
Its an a s-curve throw
Not a frozen rope
And I don't need a map so I folded and buried it
Under the boulder I rolled while I carried it
I want it new not the news that is parroted
Tell me your story don't impose your narrative
Pardon a partisan
Won't harden my heart again
It's fun just to start again
Arson my boundary
Lettin' the party in
And you are my tribe
So do what ya like
Yeah you are my tribe
So you can come in
But your friends stay outside
Raw throat
Cold on the brink
Dunno what I know
I just know what I think
Holden my ground
Whole lot of strength
What's holdin' on if it's all gonna sink?
Huh.yeah, this or that?
Quid pro quo
Or a tit for tat?
Admiral Ackbar, it's a trap
You stay blind
While I watch your back, no, nah, nah
Big syndicates want total commits I can't stay
So I hop in the mix and I spin till it fits
With the tone and the sitch of the day
I'm not just sayin I'll flake when it's shakin I'm sayin I learn from mistakes, k?
Older, emboldened
And toeing no line
Surrounded by kids
Who are hardly refined
I know what is golden
I go where it's mine
I'm rollin my shoulders
To open my mind
You are my tribe
So do what ya like
Yeah you are my tribe
So you can come in
And your friends are alright
Credits
Writer(s): Dex Nicholson, Jessica Sharman
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