Kush Grove

Keep your head down low
Keep your head down low
Keep your head down low (Been cooped up in my den)
Keep your head down low (Lately, lately)
Let me tell you

Lately been cooped up in my den
Blank page and a pen as a best friend
Fill the space with the words I lend (You)
'Till the world end, never to forget (Never to forget them)
Time to wake up and take a walk
On the mild side, I'm a mile high, call me Tony Stark
Pretending to defend the weak
That's the job of the knight not police in the streets y'all
The world turning into a brawl
Super smash but you only got one life, it's your own
Be careful if you want the cheat codes
Game in easy mode when you pay the big loads
Don't blink or you might miss your chance
Ignorance ain't no bliss, take a quick glance (Gotta take a quick glance)
Fates and fortunes are fragile
The future no more than a fool's gamble

Keep your head down low (Pifferent boxes)
Keep your head down low (People write checks, write checks)
Keep your head down low (People write checks, different boxes)
Keep your head down low (People still write, people write checks)
Let me tell you

You know people write checks but they live in different boxes and
When we hit the decks, witness the masses
Flocking as sheep to the herd,
Paying their taxes, feeding the foxes, earning their toxins
That's a lot to unwrap
Some bars I should rather take back
But like a present, I give em with a bow and
When I pass the mic, I exit with a bow
Lo and behold, these know-it-alls
Scolding folks, and hoping to stall
Progressive protests,
Prone to stress the importance of the process
Like "man just go out and vote!
Pray for a candidate addressing your woes!
Meanwhile let me dive in my pool of gold"
Every Scrooge has a Donald under his control

Keep your head down low
Keep your head down low (Listen to him, gotta feel the vibe in it)
Keep your head down low (Can you hear me?)
Keep your head down low
Let me tell you

Keep your head down low
We can groove in the Kush Grove
As I walk through the great gates
My problems like a gangrene
Got a lot on my plate as of late
Dissipated by the great greens
My mind suffocates, I can't breathe
Love, doubt, fear, hate
I can feel, but I really can't think straight
Bystander to my own fate
Can anyone relate? What to do?
Should I tolerate until it all detonates in my face?
My word resonates on the page, but the pace
Of my thought slows down, as I go through the haze
Dreaming isn't the end game (It slows down)
You gotta get that record in a frame

Keep your head down low
Keep your head down
Keep your head down low
Keep your head down
Keep your head down low
Keep your head down low