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Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class
To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass
But I'm early to a arival beatbox, you got raps?
Meet me on the football field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback
No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class
But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks
My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap
No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps
Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap
They lost the way, they never had the right map
Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back
So I packed for the schddle dreamed big I wouldn't settle
Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals
I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels
Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible
Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle
Substance dulls the mind
Traife wine clouds the heart
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Bright lights might look nice
But they sure won't make you sharp
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart

Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess
To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed
Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F
Now death is all that's left to ponder
I wander off hoping to catch my breath

Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess
To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed
Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F
Now death is all that's left to ponder
I wander off hoping to catch my breath
And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts
And roll up in a tornado twist, now I'm certain
There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth
Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert
When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure
And crawl away in tears
I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach
We walk the halls with a grimace
Yeah they gossip in groups
I try to mind my business and tell the truth
For instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision
Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction
We lean back in the calmest position
And embrace the honesty found within our tension

What's good?

Substance dulls the mind
Traife wine clouds the heart
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Bright lights make you blind
But they sure don't leave you sharp
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart

Trapped in the elevator of your mind
Is it real, what will you find behind the door
Your imaginations put you in a bind
Around you there's a cloud of gloom
Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room
Can't see outside of your Universe

No more war, there won't be anymore hunger
No jealousy, not even competition

Let go, release, you hold the keys
Time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we are something
Let go, release, you hold the keys
It's time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we'll be something
Welcome to the desert of my soul
You can stay if you like
There's room for one more
There's room for one more
Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class   To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass   But I'm early to a arival beatbox, you got raps?   Meet me on the football field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback   No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class   But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks   My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap   No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps   Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap   They lost the way, they never had the right map   Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back   So I packed for the schddle dreamed big I wouldn't settle   Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals   I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels   Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible   Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle   Substance dulls the mind   Traife wine clouds the heart   You can't sew a stitch with one hand   While you're taking it apart   Bright lights might look nice   But they sure won't make you sharp   You can't sew a stitch with one hand   While you're taking it apart      Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess   To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed   Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F   Now death is all that's left to ponder   I wander off hoping to catch my breath      Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess   To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed   Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F   Now death is all that's left to ponder   I wander off hoping to catch my breath   And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts   And roll up in a tornado twist, now I'm certain   There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth   Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert   When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure   And crawl away in tears   I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach   We walk the halls with a grimace   Yeah they gossip in groups   I try to mind my business and tell the truth   For instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision   Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction   We lean back in the calmest position   And embrace the honesty found within our tension      What's good?      Substance dulls the mind   Traife wine clouds the heart   You can't sew a stitch with one hand   While you're taking it apart   Bright lights make you blind   But they sure don't leave you sharp   You can't sew a stitch with one hand   While you're taking it apart      Trapped in the elevator of your mind   Is it real, what will you find behind the door   Your imaginations put you in a bind   Around you there's a cloud of gloom   Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room   Can't see outside of your Universe      No more war, there won't be anymore hunger   No jealousy, not even competition      Let go, release, you hold the keys   Time we evaporate into the breeze   We are nothing, we are something   Let go, release, you hold the keys   It's time we evaporate into the breeze   We are nothing, we'll be something   Welcome to the desert of my soul   You can stay if you like   There's room for one more   There's room for one more