Lyrics:
(They got me locked up in here)
(They got me locked up in
Here) And I'm sitting, doing hard time
Pissing in a metal bowl
Eat shit from a lunch line
I was walking along a sea of changes
Guided by our red string
Pulling me to the distance
And I keep looking back
I feel it in my chest
I should let
I'm so low that I wish I was dead
Gave everything away
Now I'm bound only by twine and thread
Just give me time
Don't give me time to miss you
Just give
a lie
Now I see you again and I'm ready for a new beginning of the game
But this time you are the puppet of mine and I'm holding the twine
I remember me
suffering
Forever being stung by wasps and demons breath
The blood and tears that fall serve the maggots need
Descention, thrusting to the second plain
a dusty diary and single spoon
When the rain fell
As rain does
The ink ran and made it difficult to read
Gold gilded spine
Bookmarked by a fraying strand
to beat on scrubs
I go through this all the time though, I call,
J, where the fuck you at?
The mall,
Did you get your ass stomped again?
No, yes, ha
She happily gave her last peso
On a cage made of rushes and twine
She fed it loose corn from the market
And watched it grow stronger with time
Now
I'm here
Laying by the shore
For once
I'm not unsure
I belong here
Under the sun
Been
Working on myself
Heat
Cures my mental health
Blues dripping
A medication side effect
Swim in faded
Paintings by the shed
Fall in Autumn
And a deep breath underneath
Can't find the bottom
Just floating in between
I know
head
I'm lost in time
If you Can see the light ,
You can take the flight,
We are walking on the moon,
I see you by my side
If you Can see the light
Alright here we go
I'm here laying by the shore
For once I'm not unsure
I belong here
Under the sun
Been working on myself
Heat cures my mental
a demonstration)
[ VERSE 2: Big Daddy Kane ]
Give a demonstration
And take time out for a dedication
To all the deejays and radio stations
Who put my record
you responsible for your actions?
OOOH..I indulge my self with rubber time.
OOOH..I keep restless ocean in. My mind
Ill be older. Silver lines by my
lovers began
I began, to feel her body shake in my hand
Body language, it's so hard trying to understand
Usually after sex, it's a good feel
Took by
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
Pills on the floor
And some wine fully poured
I don't know what I did in the night before
I take self medication
With no explanation
Hungover till I
spirit by side,
Joining hearts and hand and ancestral twine, ancestral twine
Many tribes of a modern kind,
Doing brand new work, same spirit by
The rap struck 'em, harder than gettin' hit by a Mack truck and then backed up on
And any half-assed known rapper to trespass
Better be ready for
loneliness face what you created
Your effigy
By your design
Detached
Soaring
From the silken twine
She’s no monkey
yet she’s thriving
They rise
in time
They
I'm waiting by the car
It always takes a long time
I tell myself to look more cheerful
No traffic at this time
No toast for you this morning
Just
He kicked the patients out
Of the Asylum
Dedicated his time to Lucy
Thirty four was already for special patients
Three years went by
No time for
Writing the path I'm progressing on
What you know about elevation
Higher learning and some meditation
Getting yourself off the medication
Fabricated minds
I got a dog, likes Muscadines
Eat 'em from the road, eat 'em from the vine
He ain't picky rain or shine
Walk with me any ol' time
I got to go, he
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