W∆YOUT - Paradise Inna Prison Lyrics

Caged in this matrix pacing, Facing blunts, Laced with funk
Can't wrap my mind round this game this plane, I feel stuck. I feel stuck

What's the purpose? What's for certain? Is there a such thing as luck. Thing as luck
If we're made like gods, my god, What would we become? We'd become my nigga
World too cold, abominable, taking risks, Jump a cliff, Geronimo
Adios, on my way down below, I found my soul, It jumped right out my throat

My body's clothes, look around, nobody's close, Spirit trapped in my body, closed, nobody knows
Razzle bedazzle, your whole banana peel gold, But if you still peel, will you feel mold? Ew

Sometimes I be wishing, When I get high, I can fly to another dimension
Beam my light through the prism, Or that I can make paradise in a prison

Sometimes I be wishing, When I get high, I can fly to another dimension
Beam my light through the prism, Or that I can make paradise in a prison
Or that I can make paradise in a prison. Or that I can make paradise in a prison
Or that I can make paradise in a prison. Or that I can make paradise in a prison

I'm just trying to find my way, way up through the vines, I get too high to view the shines
The window of ya soul glows in the eyes, what's inside
The world is you and you is I, What you gon' do starts in your mind
What you go through, well you decide, I'm locked in this room, near suicide, it's do or die

On my wrist I just scrape, is this an escape? Or are we meant for this place
Reincarnate, yeah I would sure hate, To have to redo my old mistakes
I meditate, and yeah you know just how we do
Light up that dank, passin' the stank, To all of the beautiful people
Finding they higher place, light up

Sometimes I be wishing, When I get high, I can fly to another dimension
Beam my light through the prism, Or that I can make paradise in a prison
Or that I can make paradise in a prison. Or that I can make paradise in a prison
Or that I can make paradise in a prison. Or that I can make paradise in a prison