Masta Ace - Mr Bus Driver lyrics

[Intro: Nikky Bourbon] Take me home, a long way Ain't no rush to get there I got time to go and Make you see the cold world Don't no ever go now I'm just glad to be here Can I come along? Tell me, can I fly with you? [Verse 1: Masta Ace] Looking out the window, it's the world Keep pa**in' me by like a Pharcyde song See this little boy and little girl Moms screaming that I mess the car's ride on She take off her shoe and you know what she do She swings as the girl and the boy cries on I look at this man and he looking at me We thinking to eachother oh my God, that's wrong But we don't get involved, cause nothing getting solved It's plain to see that that lady gotta have it Six months pregnant, with a third Whatever's in her blood man that baby's gonna have it Dreams unattainable so let me explain to you It's insane and it's so painful when in plain view Close my eyes, trying to avoid the pain too I knock out and inner shout, i came to Now we on a different block, different area Little leerier and the projects is scarier Uh unless you come from this part of town With the people, the paper bags and the water brown Lotta dudes they do lose when they brought around It's so steep and so deep and you sure to drown Man, do you get where I'm going? Cause I'm just try to get where I'm going, Mr Bus Driver [Hook: Nikky Bourbon] Mr Bus Driver Doesn't know a thing of my life But I know yours well Holding this line up Got enough change in my pocket to get around Wheels keep turning You stop and you go but you won't slow down I don't wanna know where I'm going now [Scratches] Wheels keep turning [Hook: Nikky Bourbon] Mr Bus Driver Doesn't know the pa**enger lost on your route Making my mind up One day I'll have enough change to see the whole town Red light, green light You stop and you go but you won't slow down All I ask of you is you hold it down [Verse 2: Masta Ace] Mr Bus Driver, I gotta ask you One question, not try to hara** you Can you please get my nana home safe? Cause she's 'posed to bring home dinner from White Castle And it gets dark early in the fall Wonder if she ran in the Shirley's at the mall They got a ride home because the bus be running late Wait, why am I worrying at all? The 12 bus, the 14, the 25 The 38 carry your things and many lives Many guys, street mobs with plenty ties Sometimes can turn these to sh**ty rides It's the New York city vibes Ma** transit, that fish in a can sh** Yeah, another homeless man lit Cross town or Downtown, the plan trip You can get more than what you planned for I'm holding on even though that my hands sore I'm well aware what it means when a fella stare I stay ready for whatever, that's for damn sure I guess my confidence is growing Or the fact that I lack it isn't showing I don't know if you get where I'm going But I'm just try to get where I'm going, Mr Bus Driver [Hook: Nikky Bourbon] Mr Bus Driver Doesn't know a thing of my life But I know yours well Holding this line up Got enough change in my pocket to get around Wheels keep turning You stop and you go but you won't slow down I don't wanna know where I'm going now Mr Bus Driver Doesn't know the pa**enger lost on your route Making my mind up One day I'll have enough change to see the whole town Red light, green light You stop and you go but you won't slow down All I ask of you is you hold it down [Outro: Nikky Bourbon] Take me home, a long way Ain't no rush to get there Can I come along? Tell me, can I fly with you?