Q-Tip:
Just feelin' things out for real, ya know?
Just wanna do me for real, ya know?
No reason to make it complicated, you feelin' agitated,
You love it or you hate it…fuck it
Desperation, jumpin' off of street corners here
Hustlahz lookin for buzz like "pop one in here"
Local state officials….yeah they out of touch
Getting money for some, aiyo, ain't nothin' much
But yo…let them tell it, we smoke it and we sell it
You don't understand, so don't tell it
You sneakin' souls just for phat diamond golds
Cuz our lady friends have likings for designer clothes
the end! We have to leave them…we have to leave all our paraphanelias
behind….{brought back…brought back….[repeated]} LET'S GOOOOO!)
It's kinda scary you see….
How fucked up things can be
Each time you take a bath
How it could have been your last
There's so much shit around us
Things we can't even see
Is this the end of our line?
That's where I wanna be….that's where I wanna be
That's where I want to be….that's where-I want-to be
(End of Time)-repeated
(Brought back…)-repeated
