Backpack

Lyrics

Everything's connected like it's not
 I'm travelin' through time, and give it all I got
 I'm stuck in my ways
 Another cigarette, another shot, and it pays
 Another fuckin' beat that makes you think that I'm crazed
 I need another reason, just to keep it ablaze
 The season is hot, and I keep trudging the maze
 When I'm on the move, I keep it fixed in my gaze
 I bring it up like
 Cinematic dreams, automatic snow
 Dressed in hand me downs, living out of control
 Rockin' shows from Echo Park to Berlin
 Static flows, lighting the spark from within, huh
 Cinematic schemes, automatic hold
 Taking everything, and it's out of control
 Put it on the table, hit it with a rock
 Slap on another label, this is what I got
 I've been lookin out the door
 See you coming back for more and more and more
 And you catch me acting up again
 I'll be puttin' all the felings in my backpack
 Takin' all the reasons off the wall
 And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be coming back
 So what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all
 Puttin' all the feelings in my backpack
 Takin' all the reasons off the wall
 And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be coming back
 So, what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all
 Everything's connected like the dots
 Tryin' to keep me calm, I'm arrested from the cops
 Tryin' to look beyond my perception of the top
 The yachts and these broads has they chest come out they top
 And she bad to the bone, when we bone
 Right when she moan, it's on
 Rather be known than gone
 Shifty Capone, I'm home
 Searchin' online to the front yo
 I ain't never met a line, I ain't cut though
 Hard to lead the blind, when you cant see a thing
 Everybody thinks you fly, and they just can't see the string
 See the thing is
 How would I hop that wall
 Woulda' dropped that ball
 Woulda' stopped that car
 Woulda' took that gun
 Put it in my mouth
 If it got that far
 I'd take it all, all
 They try to lay me down
 Look inside my my mind, and you can find where Crazytown's at
 Takin' that for the pain, another tat on the vein
 I got assassins for friends, and they say that I'm insane
 I've been lookin out the door
 See you coming back for more and more and more
 And you catch me acting up, again
 I'll be puttin' all the feelin's in my backpack
 Takin' all the reasons off the wall
 And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be comin' back
 So what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all
 Puttin' all the feelin's in my backpack
 Takin' all the reasons off the wall
 And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be comin' back
 So, what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all
 I never liked school, so I never packed my textbooks
 But, in my backpack, packed a tool
 Couple of cassette tapes, walkman, too
 Fridgerator Perry heavy and my uzi weighs a ton
 Grew up 80's baby LA shady, fools shoot you for fun
 Run like DMC, but don't walk this way
 You might get hit with a K
 Kiddies double-dutch, get hit with strays
 In a maze, in a daze
 Don't recall happy days
 Broken home, broke alone
 Just my Momma, Daddy gone
 Fuck what ya think you know
 This ain't the typical
 Story ya think ya know
 Don't make it less difficult
 Innocence, in any sense gets burned up like some incense
 In an instant, your shit was fucked up since an infant
 What are you supposed to do, hatred takes over you
 Mad at the fuckin' world, feelin' real postal, too
 Had all this hatred, and this pain inside
 Coulda' went Columbine, but had a column full of rhymes
 And I'm puttin' all the feelin's in my backpack
 Takin' all the reasons off the wall
 And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be coming back
 So, what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all
 

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Duration
04:15
Key
2
Tempo
156 BPM

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