Backpack

Everything’s connected like it’s not

I’m travelin through time and give it all I got

Stuck in my ways, another cigarette, another shot and it pays

Another fuckin beat that makes you think that I’m craze

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

Cinematic schemes, automatic hold, taking everything

And it’s out of control

Put on the table, hit it with a rock

Slap on another label, this is what I got

I’ve been lookin out the door, I see you coming back for more and more and more

And you catch me acting up again

I’ll be puttin all the feelings in my backpack

Taking all the reasons off the wall

And if you knew it than I know that you’ll be coming back

So what the hell you lookin at, I’ll take it all

[x2]

Everything’s connected like the dots, tryin to keep me calm unarrested from the cops

Tryin to look beyond my perception of the top

The yachts and these broads as their chests come out their top

And she bad to the bone we bone, right when she moan it’s on

Rather be known than gone, Shifty Capone I’m home

Searchin on line 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 cant 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’ll take it all...all

They try to lay me down, look inside my my mind and you can find where crazytowns 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, I see you coming back for more and more and more

And you catch me acting up again

I’ll be puttin all the feelings in my backpack

Taking all the reasons off the wall

And if you knew it than I know that you’ll be coming back

So what the hell you lookin at, I’ll take it all

[x2]

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, 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, when hatred takes over you

Mad at the fuckin world, feelin real postal too

Had all this hatred and this pain inside

Coulda went Colombine but had a column full of rhymes

And I’m puttin all the feelings in my backpack

Taking all the reasons off the wall

And if you knew it than I know that you’ll be coming back

So what the hell you lookin at, I’ll take it all