Things have changed the days are different than before
There are times when I have to catch myself from drifting
Put on a beat got me lurpin’ to the left side, with a rhyme well-timed got me paralyzed
Where the rhythm takes me is so uplifting
Music is a drug and I am one who will abuse it
It is a weapon and a generation footprint, it makes the present more relevant
Steal it selling it, make more melodies
Music carries me while I lurp to the beat
Broken melodies, auto-tuned to the world’s one-side spin cycle
It’s been awhile since I’ve seen that smile of hers, then today I came across some of our old pictures
I heard a song set off an alarm the memories poured back vivid and strong
And for a moment, the music brought us back together
Listen, when you’re moving forward try to learn a lesson, stop obsessing over somebody’s position
There is music that will help you if you listen
Music carries me while I lurp to the beat
Precious memories all divided, one-sided spin cycle
Oh I want a bottle and a spliff in my hand, in unison sing along with the band
Aw ya music, carry me up when I’m bluesin’ but when I’m using I’m abusing
I wanna sing it again
Music carries me while I lurp to the beat
Toxic melodies, I wanna poison the world’s one-sided spin cycle
