Pharsyde (feat. Joe Fox)

Love on the low, love everywhere I go
 And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong
 Love on the low, love everywhere I go
 And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong
 My ears are ringing, my palms are shaking, my heart is racing
 Somebody's mama's heart is aching, can't take it, partly fainted
 Found these body parts in awkward places, like apartments, basements
 Garbage vacant, lots, garages, spaces, Harlem's far too spacious
 Sometimes I wish I could get away and charter spaceships
 To get away from my inhuman race with hearts of Satans
 Took off my Mason Martin's, lay on back like Martha Mason
 Smoke away my eye and lung 'til later die at 71
 I lay down now
 This someone's [?] in the streets who gotta keep a, peace, peace
 I lay down now
 As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace
 I pray the Lord my soul to keep
 Gentrification split the nation that I once was raised in
 I don't recall no friendly neighbors face on my upraising
 Back in my younger days or razor blades with gangs who bang and never stood a chance
 Some boys don't dance, but left 'em Harlem shaking
 On the pavement
 And my generation fucked, and my society
 Very trippy pages in my diary
 It's the irony how LSD inspired me to reach the high in me
 Used to never give a damn now I don't give a fuck entirely
 I think my pride died in me, somewhere inside of me, it's gotta be
 A whole 'nother side of me
 If you seen the shit that I'd have seen in 26 years of living
 That's how many fucks I've given
 Love on the low, love everywhere I go
 And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong
 I lay down now
 This someone's [?] in the streets who gotta keep a, peace, peace
 I lay down now
 As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace
 I pray the Lord my soul to keep
 Love on the low, love everywhere I go
 And I can't face it all I need is right where I belong