Distant Wilderness Lyrics by Goodie Mob

Distant Wilderness Lyrics

    [T-Mo]
    Why is it you fail, to see a man
    in the same hour, that his kin come grinnin?
    In another code, fell asleep, party mode, tryin to come up
    from the ashes that defy your lift, listen up
    Ladies seem sweet, the ocean meets the mountain peaks
    Stone-walker, the side-walker, watches loose lips, Wall Street
    Numbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touch
    Not for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H20
    Four coats'll make it glaze
    Beams rooted like dogwood, between the Pine, wind
    Twenty-fo' stores with malt for sale, still fetchin water
    out the well, help em size, find the grind, find the times
    where the times weighed as hard as ? find me shoes, baby daddy
    Rico Daddy, he didn't break the TV
    So why should I weep, man gon' bye, see you when my light blow
    Got more good than dirt to throw, and I won't pull
    between the halo, and a fork-pitch
    Suffocated by my rhymes...

    [Chorus: Debra Killings]
    Rest your mind in distant wilderness
    Take your time and concentrate on it
    Take a stand and make your hand a fist
    We got a reason to resist

    [Gipp]
    The mortal orbit your nadir, don't cross the fader
    chillin in Decatur, where it's greater, secure streets
    In the hood late at nights, dippin fine
    Hard not to be slippin, if they come, I won't run
    When it's time, I ain't trippin, I got my date
    and you got yours too, I see, the record sales soar
    after the death, of this creator, genocidal, tendencies
    when they mention he, who listens to Unseen Hand
    Cappin the faces of the young black man, when they sing
    Knowin that we Godly, got to keep it right
    with my people cause I'm equal no matter, how much I make
    I can't escape fate, the date as I await
    As I await, I can't fake
    Can't fake, I can't fake, I'm true with it

    [Khujo]
    A duffel for the cash, platinum within myself from another earth
    Spill, nina, tea leaf, your very, existance
    is considered a privelege, buck up, and they can't, be revoked
    Pay your taxes, uhh, snake eyes
    Strapped with flaws, still iterant to a lot of laws
    Man-made, but that's a dot
    Everybody from the East coast done went back home, to think
    Gettin they thoughts mixed negative, after reoccurances
    I say a prayer, plus if I, entertained them
    It's easy to commit, hard to resist
    And once we cross that line segment, not even our producers
    can bring us back, eyeballs peeled
    eardrums opened, egos stripped stroked
    Another low blow delivered to the hip-hop culture, uhh
    Industry consists of thieveries, prostitutes
    and Folgers if somethin bigger than us, past the blue
    Told us that it wasn't a heaven for G's
    Then we do this, continue your devilish deeds
    I mean activities, that just show, that it's a Hell
    for Jacks, independent, but you distributed by your masters
    Labels still a slave, but you just get to eat at
    the white man's table, lookin like Gable Gunther
    on the Guinness Book of World Records, God didn't like ugly
    and he wasn't too fond of cute either
    A climate of caution, a climate of caution in effect
    Hard acts to follow

    [Chorus]

    [Cee-Lo]
    Where I am, you can feel God is present
    In the midst of darkness if you spark up bet somebody gonna see it
    It is necessary for me to speak these words now
    Another day here hasn't been promised to me, don't you agree
    that you never fail when you try, I'm willing to die but first
    I am willing to live, and I overstand that this will be
    a lifelong sacrifice, in order to reveal
    you gon' have to destroy, and if you ain't thinkin right
    you damn sure can't act right, somebody raise your fist
    and let me know I'm not alone, revolution, doesn't mean fightin
    in these streets, and it ain't gonna be no revolution
    without the women, and, it ain't gonna be no future
    without the children, and, it ain't gonna be no children
    without the men, and, you can't have no love without the trust
    And no, trust can come without communication
    And you can't communicate if you ain't got shit to say
    You can't teach about what you, been deceived about too
    Any book you read is still limited education
    You gon' have to talk to God personally and time is short
    And, he's on his way, and I will receive a great reward for what I've done
    And this is all that really matters to me
    In time you will see what I told you is true
    And I ain't have to rhyme to say that to you
    I ain't got to rhyme to say it to you, it's true

    [Chorus]

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