Song Length |
4:00 |
Genre |
Rap - Alternative, Pop - Alternative |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
Annoyed, Troubled |
Subject |
Life, Frustration |
Similar Artists |
Beastie Boys, Tribe Called Quest |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Driver
Chorus-there's a lot to see, the skys, the trees, the birds, the bees, the life you lead, forget about me...
v1 (M-flow)
Walking through desert with a pistol please
Mind over matter which is nothing but ease
Dusty carburetor spun my feet
in dirt all night
Travel light, blinded past the
mountain of trees
Listen if you wanna try sit me down
Circle like ware-wolf stalks an outlawed town
Set up shop across the road from the corner store
Breaks at the saloon with straight whiskey poured
By a crusty ass man with a face of pores
Deeper than the river at the canyons floor
Rougher than the edges of the broken hore
Exit at a cool pace then I hit the door.
Wander in the streets try to beg for more
Or mercy-bursting words from my lips are cursing
Thirsting and jerking behavior reversing
That drink from the bar had me bent in the worst way
Blinking in a miracle word spray
Echos had me trippin in the hull of my shrunk brain
I'm higher than the cynical lies on your right side
I can see in disbelief that it's a massive head change
Bruised by a soul of the past
Blinded by the light or travel with the shadows of wrath
Untie me from the knots that keep it just out of grasp
Untie me from the people that are holding it back
v.2 (Plovo)
Pause, then hit the beat repeatedly
This could easily lead to the weakening
of decency, you're really killing me
Filling me full of the shit that
you tend to overflow with
Now, go get my gift of gab out of the
bag under my bed and throw it over your head
Quick brain sheds light on the mic
It's like atomic torture strikes,
setting the far visions in sight
Let's stop right there
I'll care for myself, retighten
my belt and pelt the pathway
with the flat back of a glass ashtray
Staying the course, of course
it's tricky, sticky repercussions can occur
Have my way with words and
pull the slack up
before I crack up
Start to focus in my target high, I had to try
Didn't hope to die with all these needles stuck
You can cry if you want to, the optical acupuncture
will haunt you
We want to calm you way down
We live in a town where
vandalists burn suv's and scandalous emcees
Need to promote gun violence just to sell cd's
Now, how could it be that
you're here fucking with me
Recite me my rights
and then concede that you'll fix it with me
For some nominal fee,
man that's comical B
Honestly, you can cuff me
and stuff me into the backseat
of your souped up Chevy Caprice
v.3 (M-flow)
V2
I woke up crust of dawn as my thoughts implode
Corroded with bionic from a similar strobe
That had me dazed and
confused staying the same age
Burning doobs with dude like that cat Mcanehey
Hey...time flies in strange ways
The lost theorem.
Hypothetical word play
Been trapped in the realm of habitual lives.
Held down by attention deficits on the high way
Pondering with yesterday
Burnt at both ends it melts away
Emancipate let go face ya fate
Wordsmith with myths like a daily parade.
Read about it until your pale in the face
Think about it slower than a tortoises pace
Bury the blade that bled the red in the place
Confrontational statement that conjure heated debates
Cause and effect would
mean that I might explode
Untie the rope...construct the helium growth
Hit slow, let it go...roll in at high noon
Hit you with the deadly stare like McQueen would do
Stumble through the messages
borage of trash
Installing procedure for
what the mind can grasp
Re-rust the daggers that
are stuck my back &
Blindfold the villains while
I'm throwing them back