Wp Dub Lyrics - Matisyahu

Slap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class 

To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass 

But I'm early to a arival beatbox, you got raps? 

Meet me on the football field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback 

No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class 

But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks 

My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap 

No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps 

Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap 

They lost the way, they never had the right map 

Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back 

So I packed for the schddle dreamed big I wouldn't settle 

Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals 

I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels 

Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible 

Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle 

Substance dulls the mind 

Traife wine clouds the heart 

You can't sew a stitch with one hand 

While you're taking it apart 

Bright lights might look nice 

But they sure won't make you sharp 

You can't sew a stitch with one hand 

While you're taking it apart 

Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess 

To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed 

Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F 

Now death is all that's left to ponder 

I wander off hoping to catch my breath 

Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess 

To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed 

Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F 

Now death is all that's left to ponder 

I wander off hoping to catch my breath 

And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts 

And roll up in a tornado twist, now I'm certain 

There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth 

Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert 

When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure 

And crawl away in tears 

I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach 

We walk the halls with a grimace 

Yeah they gossip in groups 

I try to mind my business and tell the truth 

For instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision 

Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction 

We lean back in the calmest position 

And embrace the honesty found within our tension 

What's good? 

Substance dulls the mind 

Traife wine clouds the heart 

You can't sew a stitch with one hand 

While you're taking it apart 

Bright lights make you blind 

But they sure don't leave you sharp 

You can't sew a stitch with one hand 

While you're taking it apart 

Trapped in the elevator of your mind 

Is it real, what will you find behind the door 

Your imaginations put you in a bind 

Around you there's a cloud of gloom 

Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room 

Can't see outside of your Universe 

No more war, there won't be anymore hunger 

No jealousy, not even competition 

Let go, release, you hold the keys 

Time we evaporate into the breeze 

We are nothing, we are something 

Let go, release, you hold the keys 

It's time we evaporate into the breeze 

We are nothing, we'll be something 

Welcome to the desert of my soul 

You can stay if you like 

There's room for one more 

There's room for one more