Chorus:
Hey! Taxing with the traction
Iâm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Haters and their fake gators
Catered to the ideals
That we gonna break, shake, at the site of my wheels
Turning like 20, 20
Hundred spokes on baby blues
Powdered like the Johnsons
Once its done, and its being viewed
Relaxing when Iâ¦hey
Taxing with the traction
Iâm parlaying in my zone
Forget what they gonna say
Heyâ¦
Verse 1
Hey, find the moment together, all the evidence
Fathomed what is sub-sequential
Paths in the barrel, we lobsters and we love to pinch you
Get you in a bind like notebook paper
Kidnapper of innocents, oh you the ones who take em?
Run em hard, bend em break us
Fools, whose? Say it, say it
Choose trues playa playa
Whose blues? Donât confuse the blues, clues, playa playa
Why donât you chose the tools thatâs gonna well equip
Keep you fresh like celibate
And maybe one of these days weâll fellowship,
Ainât that a trip!
Ha, ha, you mustâve missed it,
Ha, ha, ha, Donât get it twisted
Ha, Take the time, revisit
Is it what the games been missinâ?
Do you know that lanes change?
Or do you simply underestimate the fact
A new outlook could evolve and brain change
I donât just be sayinâ things,
Allow my heart to know the words
Played the bubble, bask and glow, luminescent, laugh and double
Troubles abound, rebound, to shake the fiber of our being
Seeinâ status for a moment,
Warning: a crack destroying each component.
Verse 2
I hear the chitter chatter but it never matter
Flip with paper batter, tryin to get these themes fatter
Seem to make these haters matter
Look at em, so sound, bout to cry, no sir, but my flesh wont let me do it
Got me numb to all emotion
Like the killer with a post it
Im all off in my zone man
Wish theyd leave me âlone man
Understand their bone
Tryinâ to lead them to the throne
Where thereâs healing for the soul
And the least is made whole
And the grown is gettingâ born again
Severed from the secret sin
Hidden from the eyes of man
Hopeless on the ropes again
Drownin in the shallow end
Takinâ dirty water in
Quickly dying slowly
Slippinâ deep into the distance
Iâm pressinâ with the sisters
Resisting the resistors
Theyâre trackinâ my sisters
My commitment is consistent
So they listen when they listen in
And digress to digest the dictionâs definition
And bypass the backlash of haterâs that forget âem
- :
- Miscellaneous
- Reiterate
- Art Of Translation
- The Art Of Translation
- 7
- Grammatical Revolution
- Dichotomy B
- Quarantine
- Redemption
- New Life (feat. Annie Williams)
- Dichotomy A
- A Second Serving
- The Greatest Hits
- Pass the Mic: The Rise of Christian Hip-Hop
- Waxmuseum
- Mental Releases
- ConGRADulations Class of 2000!
- Factors of the Seven
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 105: September 2002
- Gotee-Hits