Spoon - Inside Out (DJ Quik Remix) lyrics

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Ft. Iamsu!, Kurupt & Boogie

(Chorus: Spoon)

Time's gone inside out

Time gets distorted with

This intense gravity

I don't got time for holy rollers

But then they wash my feet

And I won't be their soldier

(Verse: IamSu!)

Like lemme demonstrate my faith

I grew up in this lake, they used to look at me like Nate

How ironic, knew no wait, but we ain't neva knew no gravity

You say you hold me down, but did you plan it in this galaxy?

And maybe you just stargazing, my heart pacing, but my mind racing

The weed got me looking part Asian, faded

I told myself I got my damn self

Pants saggin' while I'm lookin' fo' the damn belt

King, like I gotta be the king, nigga

My niggas sleepin', I'm gon' Martin Luther 'Dream' nigga

Ah, you betta quit with all that lean, nigga

Prolly give my spline just to look out fo' my team, nigga

I turn this shit into a nightmare, I promise I'll be right, yeah

Prolly in my life here, wooh, and I got knuckles so I fight here

The homie doin' life, yeah, stuck up in the pen, yeah, he got stripes, yeah

(Chorus: Spoon)

Break out a character for me

Time keeps on going when

We got nothing else to give

We got nothing else to give

Oh, cause time's gone inside out

I don't make time for holy rollers

Mmm, there's only you I need

They do not make me complete

(Verse 2: Kurupt)

On a mission, too G to be seen

I'mma bounce like swishas to a whole different existence

With an ounce and I'm out, no doubt

Reroute, give it up for my neighborhood and show 'em what I'm bout

I was born in the storm and I live in the turbulence

Sleep on pins and needles, two Desert Eagles

The word is just survive, I gotta stay alive

By any means necessary, till my day to die, naturally

Naturally the only way it's gonna be is how it's got to be

I cause catastrophe, in a dark room, listening to Spoon

They label me a goon cuz I think how I want

Live the way I feel, neva gave a fuck

Always on the real, y'all know about Kurupt

Rebel without a cause is how they label what's ours

Complex but so simple, Malcolm X mentality

Y'all fake!

(Chorus break)

(Verse 3: Boogie)

I'mma live for the moment

I'm just anything you wanted, baby

No time for the ______(?)

On our own, I'd never do what they told us

Wash my hands, I wash my hands, I'll throw it all away

Before the day I run away and have to hide my face

I feel the gravity pulling me down

I live a separate reality far from the ground

So tell me, can I be your satellite

Can I spread the message, and like a magazine

I always seem to keep my essence

Know you can feel my presence, unwrap my gift like a present

I'm bout to chase the game, bout to adjust the settings

Sellin' cherries, see, there really ain't no tellin'

Methamphetamine, I got your girl ingested

Now I got a high off life, and I'm still flying out that night

Oh, yeah! (shit, let's get it!)