Lyrics:
shoot em you went to jail
Season was a always open on me
Nobody needed no band
[Chorus]
I remember, I use to walk down that gravel road, walking
shoot em you went to jail
Season was a always open on me
Nobody needed no band
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi
Down in Mississippi where I
and menacin' men
Will fuckin' swallow you
I'll follow you down road
To this broken-hearted love for you
My heart has gone as still as a corpse
Never mind
shouldn't go
Time to disconnect from clutter, time to hit the road
Ride out to a bold new horizon
Where the sun may be shinin'
On a place you've never
shouldn't go
Time to disconnect from clutter, time to hit the road
Ride out to a bold new horizon
Where the sun may be shinin'
On a place you've never
We need to have open discussions
And ideas on unsettled pain
To make myself clear of course I
Know that slaves did not
Get shackled and put
and I watch and read about it for weeks
While the media transforms and digs deep
And you believe the media so much
That your opinion is now a fact
Easy Listening
I'm in that easy listening mode
Easy Listening
Why don't we do it in the
Middle of the road?
Kick off your shoes
Sit back,
better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
When doors of hope open
To illuminate silence
Release us to the Utopians
Let go of your resistance
As sex scandals dictate
The winding road
When doors of hope open
To illuminate silence
Release us to the Utopians
Let go of your resistance
As sex scandals dictate
The winding road
for the road to close
Of road and home which now?
It's still worth all the grief somehow
Incandescent darkness
Inquisitive drafter
Integrated doldrums
everything I feel
to light the long and never ending road
open your mind
it will make feel a deep endless trip
only to see and to be
Media Octava.
the driver's seat as I thrust into hyper-speed
Like I'm a meteorite, and mothafuck' the fucking media
Right in the behind, I'm a human encyclopedia
I must be
Having no one waiting for me
At home,
Having no time to arrive
Wherever it is,
Integrated in my body
Step-by-step
Alone as always.
Willing myself
atmosphere
Open up another beer
The media feeds ya everyday
What to think and say
Kick off your shoes, sit back, relaxez-vous
(Relaxez-vous,
things I know I do
Most everyone has
Pumping out even from our own media-zeppelin airliners
Guaranteed death
We were boarded up
Shacks and rooms
Paintings
rocking oceans
And these concocted potions persuading people's emotions
And coping with the people that think they ain't anything
Until I open up they mind
semi—automatic kill for pennies
Approach for contact, 'cause I'm live I multiply
Soon as I open fire, niggas die wit' open eyes
Scare to take a nap, it's
opinions too many of those
Hit the high road
Gotta get away from all the hate that they
Hold
Too many rode with what the media pulled
This is getting old
consume road distance
Socially media generate per view
New generation raised, say fuck curfew
Cops get murked too, stop schools
Participation, or going
these lessons
I'm only human yet I need a little resting
And then I'm back on the road and making bread for my depression
And my pain and my scars and my
the pie? Scared that I
Would get the people liking me and wouldn't dare to buy your shit
Try to told ya before that my flow sick
Milli sold on the road
left defenseless
I cant complain if I keep playin their game
And my lane is wide open and its offering praise
It means, a longer road and it means long
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