TRIP

(Sheesh!)
Yea
Yea
Can't light no backwood on this
You gotta light a spliff

Took a trip to the west coast
Where the best smoke
Reside
Been hip, you can cut them lies
I done cut them ties
Severed, off with his head
I depart with the bread, for the bread
I done lost it again
Can anybody tell me what department I'm in?
With the sharks can you swim?
I embark on a bend
It go on and on and on and on and on
Like Badu songs, cuz you wastin' ya time
Ain't no hate in my mind
Just a weight that I find
Too large for a real one to hold up
I been fightin' off the feeling just to roll up
Tough shit
Get ya dough up
Hold the door up
For the young boy
Makin' more noise
Then the hood on a friday night
What it's like when you really gotta live this life?
I just fight, knowing I ain't gotta live this twice
What you like? Hope you never get to see that plight
Roll the dice, prayin that you hit the cee-lo right?
Right?
Right?
Nah, that ain't what I'm about
I just buckle down, gotta find another route
You just simmer down, knowing nothing you about
You just need a plan, and that's something I can help you out with
You can either leave or house-sit
The mouse sits way below the elephant in terms of perception
So, I guess it's how you make it out this
World you livin' in
Give up dividends
Just to see 'em win
Shit
I don't know
Who you think you is
When you see ya friends
Turn to people you just don't know?
Damn

Don't you walk away
Don't you walk away
Dont you walk away
Don't you walk away
I can't define it
I just know the feeling you evoke
I can't ignore it
(Oh)
I know life ain't always fair
I know life ain't always fair
(Oh)
Don't you walk away
Don't you walk away
Don't you walk away
Don't you walk away



Credits
Writer(s): Nebeyou Daniel
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