Hook:
I meditate to medicate
Gravitating towards levitation
We born to wait, fornicate, and learn to hate
But now we're contemplating relaxation x2
Verse 1:
Got drunk last night and I don't know why
I've got work this morning and I can't get high
But I've got my music man it's all that I need
And if you follow the message you're gonna take the lead
And that's better than weed! And I'm eternally grateful
That I'm living my life and I'm not being hateful
It's about the seeds that you plant, not the harvest you reap
It's about the love that you live, and the friends that you keep
Keep it real, one hundred percent authentic I meant it
The money? She spent it, never gave it or lent it
So I'm working 3 jobs to pay for studio time
I don't mind, because I know that it won't last. My rhymes
Are gonna get me a career doing the work that I love
I got an eye on the future, don't forget to look up
The world rotates as philosophies I contemplate
We've all got a date, one people sharing one fate
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Verse 2:
And now I'm feeling so blessed and the rest of us too
Got the breeze and the shade from clouds white on sky blue
Old dead tree up in front of me is still standing tall
And it seem strong today but tomorrow will fall
Souls move on to another so don't get too attached
But the energy that's sending me on upwards- unmatchable!
Pack a bowl so that you can get on my level
In a country of rules only fools don't go rebel
So revolve around me then evolve and you'll see
That only a peaceful rebellion is freedom!
I don't dumb it to dumb people's levels don't need them
And by working together one day we gonna beat em, but
We'll greet them with welcoming arms if they choose
To stop sleeping and peep how the people are losing
Their minds and their money to Old Uncle Sam
And his promise of freedom I don't give a damn
Bout the claims that they're making we can see that its bull
Sheeps are led by the wolves with their eyes full of wool
They're raising our kids to be test taking robots
The ones who think freely get locked up or shot
The shooters just losers, they be tripping on power
The flowers on graves piling up by the hour
They're showering praise ‘cause I got rhymes for days
And I infuse em with truth, lead you out of the maze
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