Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Scenic Route, artist - Panacea. Album song The Scenic Route, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Moore
Song language: English
The Scenic Route |
I start by reading rainbows |
Space out LeVar Burton |
My picture page is orchestrated by my pen working |
Something for certain, it’s the best way to describe the person |
The source researching of the person past swearing and cursing |
From the caring and hurting, the smallest spots I’m lurking |
Some think I’ll dry up because so many I’m deserting |
I’m from Virginia brother, state of lovers |
Undiscovered, overpopulated love was way too many motherfuckers |
I choose my own adventure |
Until I’m old with dentures |
And keep on loving women who will keep me growing inches |
Some people settle like water that never had a breeze |
I’m too ambitious to be having Johnny Appleseeds |
The blackest breathing Cherokee, one calling I fit |
The perfect beat or rhyme can knock you out with a hit |
It’s all the way we set up everything you will get |
A life inside a dream, a scenic route for your wits |
My head I’m holding high |
But on the scenic side |
I got a feeling we’ll be taking you down low |
Give you a route because we’re making it sound so |
(Good ya’ll) |
That’s what you hanging around fo' |
I heard the call ya’ll |
Tripping smoking a Pall Mall |
Asking what’s the complaint for |
Nothing for ya’ll to offer |
Risking it all for, I’ve never been a sophomore nah |
I’m just playing, but my name will let us talk more |
You want adventure with a soundtrack or love story |
You want the feel of fantasy in every category |
You wanna share my life and times and everyone before me |
And still take you on a flow like bubbles that support me |
Well held in to keep me afloat |
And I’ll be backstroking on the flow of my life because it’s dope |
And dope is an un-natural high |
And I’m a natural guy |
Won’t cut my hair just so my afro will rise |
Love mother earth cause she’s my natural guide |
Then ricochet back to my people like a bullet that’s wise |
I paint you pictures pretty like the heavens and skies |
Or the way we honor our mothers who keep heaven inside |
It’s better than pride, a messy jest, irreverent lies |
Let imagination take you awry |
It’s all scenic, let imagination take you awry |
It’s all scenic, let imagination take you awry |
We all want to go back sometimes because |
Life was simpler before my face grew fuzz |
I start back in time, it’s all for the love |
Let’s go back in time, way before the drugs |
Was evidently the reason why your uncle was wild |
Or knowing how the Panther Party gave momma her style |
And power, and racial discrimination’s devoured |
Friendships before color started speaking louder |
We flash back, when freestyles ain’t mixed with ass cats |
Take it how you want it, 4−3-2, we blastin' |