[Verse One]
Silent observer up top watching the streets
You can't raise a kid on a hundred dollars a week
Less drunk so you see what they ain't want you to see
The type of things that are not on T.V
My favorite records getting locked on repeat
Looking back like how'd this happen all in a week
I haven't smoked but I'm still stoned moderately
Thinking bout' all the things I always wanted to be or wanted to do
& sometimes I'm feeling out of the loop
Skipping town missing out on the Power of You
Free school
On Sunday drinking 3.2
You don't lie cheat or steal from your peoples
The root of evil
In the trunk of an old Buick Regal
Tryna make art like we drew it on an easel
Built Ford tough still running off of diesel
So put it in the air homie pull up a chair
[Chorus]
These long days make you tired
Kick it by the fire
Keep smoking I don't think we're getting higher though
Everything still just till' it's time to go
Everyone that calls gets a dial tone
These long nights get you inspired
Trying for a while now you're suddenly a writer
You can fall in love as the sun gets brighter too
Right behind the moon
Doing things that you're glad that you're alive to do
[Verse Two]
You know you want more if you ain't looking for less
Sometimes it feels good but it ain't good as it gets
& some people have more material goods than respect
That's crooked intentions and they should look for direction
No stash in em' but all of these books full of weapons
Sit here and look for a second
A little knowledge and a long shift
Peter Tosh and a long spliff
Freestyle to a strong riff
We're on air you should call in
Peace to my peoples
All across the country I see you
We're an army on the roof watch the same moon we all see
Breathe the same weed that we all breathe
Bleed what we all bleed
Dream the same dream where we falling
Keep on trucking and just looking for our calling
Know when I find it it'll enthrall me
Roll something under the sun while the world keeps revolving
[Chorus]
These long days make you tired
Kick it by the fire
Keep smoking I don't think we're getting higher though
Everything still just till' it's time to go
Everyone that calls gets a dial tone
These long nights get you inspired
Trying for a while now you're suddenly a writer
You can fall in love as the sun gets brighter too
Right behind the moon
Doing things that you're glad that you're alive to do
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