John Record - Smoke Signals lyrics

When we reminisce, when we reminisce, when we reminisce [Hook] Let the smoke signals guide you back home like Indians And lend the spliff and bullsh** with my kinsmen The Yuengling coolin me down from the heat on the streets Take me back to those times of peace Let me see those leaves turn a free and kick flows I see And think back to chicks who love my magic stick [John Records] When you look back Malcolm Never forget, never regret the outcome Never tear or spend a year askin' how come Lookin for love, cause you found some Never let a dime infiltrate your mind She has no right questionin' McCormick design Never quest for beef, always record your own rhymes Never bothered the time on this planet earth Take a nap take a snap but when you take it for granted it hurts Try to be thrifty so manage your work Expect the best but plan for the worst Never take advice from those who never question themselves But your mental health should never be managed by doubt MM I'm your MC Mentor There for sure when things go south I'm out and route back the beat back to nookie She says she loves me what she want half a cookie Never contemplate life when you high as a giraffe's p**y [Mac Miller] Matt wreck the rest is history Cause him and me, well we hit the weed in between the misery We spit for free, we had dreams of gettin' cream But things don't always hold exactly how they seem The big kids they talkin' bout they big guns But I just chill, lay back here to kick drums Boom kak boom baboom kak Around and back now I'm gettin' of track And I saw rap, as a way to get away From everybody tellin' me the day is not my day My day, my week, my month my year My tears held back confronted by my fears This endless intelligence my mind can expand As high as I am, chill I'll be fine with a gram Cause I'll be bumpin' through the speaker box, tryna bust a flow At first an outcast lookin' for the love below Don't mistake my terminology for philosophy Screamin' till I get what I want, like a toddler be Urban mythology, the words of the prophecy The prodigy see deep inside your mind like psychology Taught to be verbal pa**in' purple in the circle lifuyufyuyfke we pa** a word Save it of mind but you ask so serve Attack then words right happens fast send your a** on swerve Got a question ask it first Pa** the purp and mash the verse [Hook] x2 Let the smoke signals guide you back home like Indians And lend the spliff and bullsh** with my kinsmen The Yuengling coolin me down from the heat on the streets Take me back to those times of peace Let me see those leaves turn a free and kick flows I see And think back to chicks who love my magic stick