I flip I kick it, trippin' it So I can check shit not in a style But once in every so I can check, file check the files of my brain Many of manage to come from the insane And the butcher, the baker, the fabulous maker A on a truck goin' breaker, breaker
Listen to everyone, then it The meaningful shit comes back, back to it started In your surrounded by pot like a geranuim A capital two burns in my mind, me some peace I looked at her, I at him and neither one did know Where the wild grow, check it out
I look for an absolute and there's none The truth is you shoot for, not one Nothing it all together, the journey's never done I'd sing you 'Stormy Weather' but it's sung So let's some fun
311 has roots, come on jump 311 has grass roots, 311 has grass roots, for your 311 has grass
Challenge comes and an' there will be another I say it on The roots that grow are as big as the tree you see, if not it will fall down
We waste so many moments on convention The only survey is when our heart no attention Buddy, drop down, ooh
with persistence, cover much distance Knowing no perdition, that's my game for 311, true to no And the 311 crew not down with But a hundred people already told what we about So I make not to try an' suss the stupid out
I'd turned a roughneck, that was not my intention It even really matter unless I fail to mention that Peace to all crews that want peace First the Mid, then the West, then we slide through the A piece to any crew want a piece Peace to all crews that peace, check it out
I look for absolutes and there's none The truth is you shoot for not one Nothing brings it all together, the journey's done I'd be in 'Stormy Weather' but been sung So, let's have fun
311 has grass roots, on jump 311 has grass roots, 311 has grass roots, for funk 311 has grass
Challenge comes and goes and will be another I say it on The that grow underground are as big as the tree you see, if not it will fall down
We waste so many moments on convention The only survey is when our heart pays no Knowing no conviction, no