Quiet Trip feat. Portugal. The Man & The Last Artful, Dodgr (Official Audio)

Official audio of Black Thought “Quiet Trip” feat. Portugal. The Man & The Last Artful, Dodgr from the new album Streams of Thought, Vol. 3: Cane & Able, available everywhere now: https://BlackThought.lnk.to/SOTV3

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Lyrics:

Oh my god I can't believe my eyes.
Wake up everybody you know, come on watch the garden grow.
See you when you get there

Two Fifteen
Downtown for the win whoa!
Sean C for the tempo.
Portugal for the intro.
This is Arctical Don Disco
From the one choir, calling shots like an umpire.
Where I live yo man,
I done lost mad kinfolk over gunfire through the window.
As a young squire who become Sire
I had no way to tell what I was in for.
I was five nine like Royce
With the giant voice like Mike Winslow.
Never been quite like “them” so I’m on my own time.
Mind darker than a coal mine,
Thoughts deeper than a gold mine
So I'm out here slangin on this blade,
Hoping that I don't get cut
By these police making raids on those of us who know what's up.
My lil homies, my lil sons got them keys and they got them drums.
Making superstitious runs on them insufficient funds.
No more rules to this here shit, toddlers packing a revolver,
How the hell you robbers gonna rob the robber?
See you with that heater
You sweeter than peach cobbler.
If it ain't about that paper, then man that ain’t what Reek habla.
Man you know what's goin, they say woke about that dope.
Ask them fiends about them keys, about that coke, about that smoke.
Two fifteen my city man. And we it from round here,
If it's crazy where you at then, it aint no different round here.

Oh my god, I can't believe my eyes.
Wake up everybody you know, come on watch the garden grow.
See you when you get there
Oh my god, I can't believe my eyes.
Wake up everybody you know, come on watch the garden grow.
See you when you get there

Reminiscing over old times.
Sip a little bit of Oban
When the wind blow like a landmine.
Balled up fist.
Nah, Who the fuck’s this calling on the landline?
Back back like a hairline.
I don't really want the air time.
I don’t wanna smile for the camera.
Damn I just wanna see my fam rise.
I can feel when a man lies.
Trying to grow old and wise and I'm still fly like airlines.
Stay sharp like samurais.
Dip low like Cam’ron.
Big show when it’s slam time.
Word to my n**ga Anton
Bogarting through this door
Hoping that it don’t get shut,
By these police making raids on those of us who know what's up.
My lil uzi weighs a ton, man I truly ain't the one.
My lil junior straight from juvie, make a movie gangster run.
Y'all confusing here this shit, with some television drama.
None of y’all Lil Mamas, touching Mr. Trotter.
Even with that heater, you sweeter than peach cobbler.
Real ones out here winning, you swimming in deep agua.
Click pow, I’m a rebel just for kicks now.
Been down with the get down.
You aint saying shit, sit down.
This loud. 21 pound my town.
Man we it from round here,
If they bout it where you from then it aint no different down here.
Listen.

Oh my, god I can't believe my eyes. Wake up everybody you know,
Come on watch the garden grow. See you when you get there

Oh my god, I can't believe my eyes.
Wake up everybody you know, come on watch the garden grow.
See you when you get there

At the end of the day, everybody got good and bad. And every culture and every race
But you also gotta remember, where Your people at.
So you always just wanna love your people unconditionally no matter what.

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