"Nomadic Wanderlust"
Verse 1:
Hit the open road
The whole worlds ya home
The winds of change have blown
So I share what I know
Stoke the flames of revolt
Underground overgrown
Wonder how… wisdom sewn
Beyond words, sticks, and stones
Around earth I roll
Like the moon hurls tides to the coast
Everywhere I go… that’s my home…
When shit hits the fan
Understand… I’m a Ramblin’ man
Anarchist vandalist with a gargantuan clan
Panhandling with a spray-can in my hand
Fly by the seat of my pants, the road is the plan
Wind at our backs, damaging cameras
Gain advantage over the man
Send him off in an ambulance
Some can’t handle this…
But fuck the management
I’ve had enough, I can’t stand it
Won’t get cuffed, stuck, or stranded
Won’t die ahead of my time forever panicked
I’m an adventure addict, I’m dynamic never static
I’m Clever and nomadic cause Freedoms what I’m after
Ya efforts to grasp it will soon uncover the magic
Feathers untethered, to fill the skies with my laughter
My wings spread wide, fly high til the casket
Hook:
Hold my own
Roam like a rolling stone
Blow sativa in my zone
Down the less beaten road
My heart is my home
The seeds have been sewn
Into the dark unknown
Now my dreams have grown
Recite the CRAZIEST poems
To ignite ya dome
Rip mics that EXPLODE
With Spontaneous combustion flows
Verse 2:
Travel expands my minds frame
The time came
To explore concrete jungles and high plains
Get lifted with misfits, hitch-hike & ride trains
Kissing under bridges my desires to disobey
Drinkin' whisky night and day
Pass the sensi light and blaze
Lifes too short to behave or die a slave
When pigs twist our wrists, we live our lives enraged
Bring knives to fist fights and take a dive at your face
Recline in redwoods, rhyme in a haze…
Rebellin’ tellin stories around the fire-place
Dwell in the glory of stars get high as space
Make love til morning light after the cyphers slayed
We Smile at the wrath of the wine and grapes
That Finally let our minds escape
We want the worlds wide embrace
On a journey to live
We crave simpler things
Music that tugs heart-strings
Piss and vinegar still pumps through my veins
Dumpster-dive our food, you might call that strange
But if it’s free, then why pay?
Hook:
Hold my own
Roam like a rolling stone
Blow sativa in my zone
Down the less beaten road
My heart is my home
The seeds have been sewn
Into the dark unknown
Now my dreams have grown
Recite the CRAZIEST poems
To ignite ya dome
Rip mics that EXPLODE
With Spontaneous combustion flows
Verse 3:
Laugh & Love with us wandering spirits…
Blast off in the blue yonder, cause were fearless
Enough resolve & calm perseverance, magnificent
We Know where we stand, we’re gifted dissidents
Traveling caravan of shoplifting miscreants
Actions riskiest, but I’m gathering life experience
Attack ignorance, and the avarice of big businesses
We lost our innocence
Found out how real it gets, when feds bury militants
Neck deep in the sand
Still Wonder why we throw blows in advance
Never froze-up, we dance
Scream, shout, and let it out
You know my style
You know what I’m about
I’m volatile
Always known as
The problem child
Subversive & wild
Cutting hands off ya clock dials