Alone Altogether
Or together all alone on the planet
Third furthest from the sun
Zobe won kanobi on the samples and the drums
That bang yo f*ckin ears like the clappin from a gun
Stuck on a mission that only intuition is the feeling you should trust and listen to
The outside influences
Get you sick
Like influenza
Spring summer fall and winter
All season I get in the state of mind
You're born alone, die alone
Word to Nasir Jones
I can feel it in my soul that I have to f*cken go and transform this dream into solid gold
When the value increase so will zobes beats and they'll be millions way out of your reach
You f*cken pipsqueeks
You're all alone with no paddle
In the middle of shits creek and shits deep