The Crooked Select - Re:fr/action (DO IT FOR YOURSELF) lyrics

[Hook 1: School of Thought] Tell me what's your pa**ion What you really wanna do And go run that path Even if the reasoning is bad Don't front: DO IT FOR YOURSELF Like… [Verse 1: School of Thought] When I come the point of the trip with a fork in the road I think quick & pick it up I'm always in the habit of making things happen Like abracadabra here's an album I'm driving through the radio In tiny little vehicles Like that's some radiation rap Livin' how I like ‘cause I'm constantly On Tap Imma make a livin' chillin' So much runnin through my mind 26.2 Don't know bout you, but I wanna choose The things I actually wanna do... [Hook 2: School of Thought] Tell me ‘bout ya mental Who u wanna really be And bounce wit me Every single record in the Guinness irrelevant GO AND BREAK IT QUICK Like... [Bridge: School of Thought] Catching clouds in North Oakland Chill with my mind to pa** the time Checking Aztec Gold in North Oakland Close your eyes and mouth the words that you see… [Verse 2: School of Thought] Something ‘bout the snow outside When inside That flow when it snow That grace when it fall That pile when it drop Thinkin bout Macaulay co*k How he famously a little kid Screamin' for his mommy and his daddy While he out outsmartin villains Like come f** with me Get ya dirty yellow no good keister Outta my sight ‘fore I can count to (blam! HAHA!) Keepin good distance from the village In the city of the bridges (Pittsburgh!!!) The city o the steelness (Mac) Women like to get their little hands on my auto (graph) Playa hater gonna get the smack From the Andy Haran rap Here's a map to my brain: It's insane with the 8-lane interstate Drivin' round in a wagon Mag-Magin' ‘Round Scranton The random tandem banterin' Can I pan pandering? Ansela answer me And translate your alchemy Tell me anybody make it to the top Nah, we tryin to though... Tellin' me that anybody make it to the top? Nah, we tryin to though... Every little step is like a levee cracking down I'll admit Every single time I break down its like wüt Everytime i break down its like... [Interlude] You can't even hear the sounds I see Temporarily inside the hold of me [Hook 3: School of Thought] Tell me what's your pa**ion What you really wanna do And run that path Even if the reasoning is bad Don't front: DO IT FOR YOURSELF Like… [Verse 3: Neat Messy] Try to toke when alone in the cold Float when they're coating the road Potent I'm throwing the mold Alone and approaching my zone Now what you fooling round for Coming through that door Tryna f** up my vibe and sh** You ain't writing so you fool around more Rowing my oars and not going off course Doing my work till I'm going on tour Up in Pittsburgh Ima open the door Up in Pittsburgh Ima open the door These are my words there's no quoting of course Flip you the bird I'm not quotient of yours Cuz I'm finna do this sh** like what [Coda: School of Thought] Do you wanna even really be free? DO IT FOR YOURSELF LIKE WÜT Do you wanna even really be free?