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 fuckin 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 fucken 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 fucken pipsqueeks

You're all alone with no paddle

In the middle of shits creek and shits deep