| Yo, I’m about to pack my bags and hit the road with all my homies
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| The GPS is off we don’t know where the fuck we’re going
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| A gang of daydreamers that started from the bottom
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| A dollar and a dream and that’s the shit I ain’t forgotten
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| My tribe got that vibe that’ll make you feel accepted
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| My soul is in these songs and the record its reflection
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| I’m on a quest to spread our music through the planet
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| Let us open your mind and we’ll use it as a canvas
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| Now I count my blessings as a worldwide traveler
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| From getting pissy in Paris to waking up in Africa
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| I’ll draw a map for ya, I been across the Atlas, bruh
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| From Niseko Japan to the snowy mountains in Canada
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| And my Jewish manager, he’s my doobie handler
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| Could’ve shown you the world but yo, he’s useless with a camera
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| Life on the road and I’m still surprised
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| How our bus was hit by a train and we still survived
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| It goes, one for the love, two for the soul
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| Let’s take a trip through the stereo
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| We’re a traveling band, moving through tape decks
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| Pack your bags, we found the oasis
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| It goes, one for the love, two for the soul
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| Let’s take a trip through the stereo
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| We’re a traveling band, moving through tape decks
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| Pack your bags, we found the oasis
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| I’m leaving «Just me and my crew»
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| I’m leaving «Feel it on tours»
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| I’m leaving «Just me and my crew»
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| I’m leaving, word to Willie Nelson
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| I’m on the road again, what can I say
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| It’s crazy waking up to a new place every single day
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| So press play on this cassette and the trouble begins
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| Like Tomorrowland when your fingertip hits the pen
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| We drove the mountains in the van, rode the powder in Japan
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| Then we rocked Afghanistan under the threat of Tali-ban
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| Sippin' fine wines in Paris, MyThai’s and hammocks, in Miami
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| Seen it all it’s like I’ve skydive the planet
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| And when we end the show, afterparty at my place
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| The whole crowd’s screamin' «afterparty at my place!»
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| Tryna smoke up all the weed before we fly afar
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| «You got that shit to roll a blunt?» |
| Mmm, close but no cigar
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| Then I sit back and nap, watch Indiana Jones
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| While you see my plane back track and spin around the globe
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| Flyin' in and out of zones, all from cinematic poems
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| Seen the whole world but nothing’s like Sydney as a home
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| It goes, one for the love, two for the soul
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| Let’s take a trip through the stereo
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| We’re a traveling band, moving through tape decks
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| Pack your bags, we found the oasis
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| It goes, one for the love, two for the soul
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| Let’s take a trip through the stereo
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| We’re a traveling band, moving through tape decks
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| Pack your bags, we found the oasis
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| I’m leaving «Just me and my crew»
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| I’m leaving «Globetrotter»
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| I’m leaving «Just me and my crew»
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| I’m leaving «International spot rocker»
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| «Feel it on tours»
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| «Globetrotter»
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| «Just me and my crew»
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| «International spot rocker»
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| «Just me and my crew»
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| «From trains to bus rides, down south to up north»
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| «Just me and my crew»
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| It goes, one for the love, two for the soul
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| Let’s take a trip through the stereo
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| We’re a traveling band, moving through tape decks
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| Pack your bags, we found the oasis
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| It goes, one for the love, two for the soul
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| Let’s take a trip through the stereo
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| We’re a traveling band, moving through tape decks
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| Pack your bags, we found the oasis
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| I’m on a big jet plane
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| I’m leaving, but baby I’ll be back again
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| I’m on a big jet plane
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| I’m leaving, but baby I’ll be back again
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| «Feel it on tours»
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| «Globetrotter»
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| «Just me and my crew»
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| «International spot rocker» |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Travelling Band, artist - Bliss n Eso. Album song Off The Grid, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп