Gravity

By Poetic (2)

Released on April 20, 2013

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[Verse 1: Poetic]

Puff Puff pass it

All I can think about until the end of classes

My teacher going on and on he talk bout gravity

Can't wait to test it out

Can't wait to prove that amma move up high and won't come down

Though amma lose myself I feel like amma find myself

On a higher plane or on a plane I'm gonna fly myself

I gotta find myself a wrapper and a grinder and like Wiz I'm gonna roll one and smoke one maybe ruin my health

Back to reality

I think about family

I think about how I'm gonna lose them due to gravity

I think about quitting but refuse to use ma mind

And I refuse to take advice because the feeling feels so nice

And it don't matter what the price I'm paying

It makes you smart they saying

I'm walking down that lane almost forgetting my name

But it still remains the same gravity don't change

Everyone falls the same

And so I smoke again


[Hook: Poetic]

Gravity (Up and down!)


[Verse 2: Poetic]

I feel the stress

It's choking the shit out of me

I reach inside my drawer drawing close to destiny

Destiny's gravity

My cousin mad at me

She saying it's a crutch that I abuse for some relief

She don't know how it feel

She don't know how it goes

She don't know how much gravity can feed the mind and soul

I on the other hand blunt on the other hand

While I'm talking to her walking through a weed infested land

I'll take my chances girl

You face your classes girl

Don't wanna see you telling me bout rolling grasses girl

But I had a change of heart

See for me its a start

I start to stop and stopping gravity is quite a task

I'll stick to broccoli and greens

And eat my salad with some beans

And soon I start to feel like me

I think how wonderful it'd be

If I could take some gravity inside of me

How high I'd be

And then I sleep on it cuz

Gravity ain't what it seems


[Verse 3: D.K.]

D.K

Listen

Gravity, gravity, look

Thought I was done with this shit

I even sold my bong, consoled my mum

I told her mum, no way I'm gon become such a misfit

Watch for the boys with them batons cuz this shit gets heavy

Threw the last under a Chevy and ditched it

Addiction's vindictive

But my souls is vindicated

Recreated my innocence, reconnect with my inner sense

Growing up a a kid with, both of my parents

I find it so unapparent

Surely someone must have noticed it

A group of friends and we were never autistic

'Xcept when we smoked and then we slowed to something artistic

And then we wrote and then we spoke, out thoughts be so distant

The newbies choked and soon we rose to something so different

And of course we were gifted

But of course we were lifted

So the chorus left our core and all were quiet like a corpse but felt alive, what the spliff did

Now we hungry for biscuits

Now I'm horny for this chick

Man I'm happy I ditched this

Damn