| Down with the heavy trip, feel the undertow | |
| As if I’m falling away from something your home | |
| This other shit has got to stop | |
| I’m popping up inside me brain | |
| What you can and you will see to | |
| I’m taking back what’s mine and yours | |
| What you can and you deny | |
| This pain is instinct | |
| You’re stepping back, your stepping back | |
| You’re stepping back in the real world | |
| Come on bring it back, I wanna give it back | |
| You’ll take it back in the real world | |
| Stop me and you’re pleased to do it | |
| I’m the lyrical wizard, ripping up this pad. | |
| What you say is nothing meaning | |
| I’m the cop, the saint, the primate | |
| Time to listen, to come and change you | |
| But you take it, but you won’t break this pain | |
| But what you can and you deny | |
| The pain is instinct | |
| You’re stepping back, your stepping back | |
| You’re stepping back in the real world | |
| Come on give it back, just bring it back | |
| You’re stepping back in the real world | |
| I’m the only, yes the only | |
| I’m the only taste for your true mouth | |
| I’m the only, yes the only | |
| I’m the only taste for your true mouth | |
| For reach I stay inside | |
| Would you walk away, don’t hide | |
| To reach I stay inside | |
| But now I’m feeling you | |
| I don’t come around, anymore because of you | |
| Mama tell me why I’ve been, upset to this point in | |
| Mama tell me why, Mama tell me why, | |
| Mama tell me why, Mama tell me why, | |
| Swear you | |
| Somebody yell, where there’s problem I know it’s true | |
| So you lie and I stare, who gave you my space here | |
| I don’t need this shit it’s not alright | |
| When you walk away and you find | |
| I don’t need this shit it’s not alright | |
| When you walk away, yes you walk away you’ll find… | |
| Tell em all not to get inside | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| Kiss of the cruel, would you show us a break | |
| Swear you |
| Down with the heavy trip, feel the undertow | |
| As if I' m falling away from something your home | |
| This other shit has got to stop | |
| I' m popping up inside me brain | |
| What you can and you will see to | |
| I' m taking back what' s mine and yours | |
| What you can and you deny | |
| This pain is instinct | |
| You' re stepping back, your stepping back | |
| You' re stepping back in the real world | |
| Come on bring it back, I wanna give it back | |
| You' ll take it back in the real world | |
| Stop me and you' re pleased to do it | |
| I' m the lyrical wizard, ripping up this pad. | |
| What you say is nothing meaning | |
| I' m the cop, the saint, the primate | |
| Time to listen, to come and change you | |
| But you take it, but you won' t break this pain | |
| But what you can and you deny | |
| The pain is instinct | |
| You' re stepping back, your stepping back | |
| You' re stepping back in the real world | |
| Come on give it back, just bring it back | |
| You' re stepping back in the real world | |
| I' m the only, yes the only | |
| I' m the only taste for your true mouth | |
| I' m the only, yes the only | |
| I' m the only taste for your true mouth | |
| For reach I stay inside | |
| Would you walk away, don' t hide | |
| To reach I stay inside | |
| But now I' m feeling you | |
| I don' t come around, anymore because of you | |
| Mama tell me why I' ve been, upset to this point in | |
| Mama tell me why, Mama tell me why, | |
| Mama tell me why, Mama tell me why, | |
| Swear you | |
| Somebody yell, where there' s problem I know it' s true | |
| So you lie and I stare, who gave you my space here | |
| I don' t need this shit it' s not alright | |
| When you walk away and you find | |
| I don' t need this shit it' s not alright | |
| When you walk away, yes you walk away you' ll find | |
| Tell em all not to get inside | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| Kiss of the cruel, would you show us a break | |
| Swear you |
| Down with the heavy trip, feel the undertow | |
| As if I' m falling away from something your home | |
| This other shit has got to stop | |
| I' m popping up inside me brain | |
| What you can and you will see to | |
| I' m taking back what' s mine and yours | |
| What you can and you deny | |
| This pain is instinct | |
| You' re stepping back, your stepping back | |
| You' re stepping back in the real world | |
| Come on bring it back, I wanna give it back | |
| You' ll take it back in the real world | |
| Stop me and you' re pleased to do it | |
| I' m the lyrical wizard, ripping up this pad. | |
| What you say is nothing meaning | |
| I' m the cop, the saint, the primate | |
| Time to listen, to come and change you | |
| But you take it, but you won' t break this pain | |
| But what you can and you deny | |
| The pain is instinct | |
| You' re stepping back, your stepping back | |
| You' re stepping back in the real world | |
| Come on give it back, just bring it back | |
| You' re stepping back in the real world | |
| I' m the only, yes the only | |
| I' m the only taste for your true mouth | |
| I' m the only, yes the only | |
| I' m the only taste for your true mouth | |
| For reach I stay inside | |
| Would you walk away, don' t hide | |
| To reach I stay inside | |
| But now I' m feeling you | |
| I don' t come around, anymore because of you | |
| Mama tell me why I' ve been, upset to this point in | |
| Mama tell me why, Mama tell me why, | |
| Mama tell me why, Mama tell me why, | |
| Swear you | |
| Somebody yell, where there' s problem I know it' s true | |
| So you lie and I stare, who gave you my space here | |
| I don' t need this shit it' s not alright | |
| When you walk away and you find | |
| I don' t need this shit it' s not alright | |
| When you walk away, yes you walk away you' ll find | |
| Tell em all not to get inside | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| You are always gonna be in my insides | |
| Kiss of the cruel, would you show us a break | |
| Swear you |