Sampa The Great - Cla** Trip lyrics

Think I'm looking at my pa**port Pa** forth, pa** with indian once A pin in him much my guy with a lyrical much He's given much he's taken A pin in the bunch, I underestimated being in touch with myself And who the hell was on the other side of self Late night conversations talk to myself Get outta your mind, like a minute I was outta my time I still out of my prime, my journey while I'm walking in line Is a journey that I'm walking in time Throwback to the miners I can find And them ghetto got the giggles who would shot at their arm Just a ripple in time, just a measure of mine Just beginner in the challenge of life, life, life, life So I simmer up and set a**orted And all my dreams I dream I sit inside as I forgotten Like who the hell am I to see myself in summer solstice Cla** trip debate six realities what you make it Reality's what you make it Reality's what you make it Bite your tongue, bite your tongue Bite your tongue, bite your tongue Bite your tongue, bite your tongue Bite your tongue, bite your tongue Think I'm looking at my pa**port Pa** forth, pa** for ignorant once I book all bunch my god how the ego did crunch I prolly would have taken I lived in a box, I underestimated living life larger than myself Like who the hell stole the knowledge that I pre-existed previously to myself To whom knowledge seeks knowledge finds I'm was outta my mind, I'm still outta my time I journey wide welcome to life, it's a journey that I'm walking in time Throwback to the miners I can find And them ghetto got the giggles who would shot at their arm Just a ripple in time, just a measure of mine Just beginner in the challenge of life, life, life, life So I simmer up and set a**orted And all my dreams I dream I sit inside as I forgotten Like who the hell am I to see myself in summer solstice Cla** trip debate six realities what you make it Reality's what you make it Reality's what you make it