Radio Daze (feat. Blu, Porn & Dice Raw) - The Roots

Never understand People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand" Never understand, never understand Never understand Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure My transformation: a caterpillar from crack Dealing [?] backpedaller was no less, than spectactular Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula I let the devil enter dance An electric slide of porcelain I threw up in the sand Dead, ended Love is like a harlequin's romance Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands It was a shot of eighth, but I never got away Dreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand" Holy, Sugar, Honey, Ice Tea I guess that's a prayer for a player like me In my church clothes bakin' buzz on the bible The sweet temptation of my grand daddy's rifle Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys Who only True Religion look better than Levi's Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain You breathing to the choir, that prayer's the drug game Hallelujah 'Til the cops cough me in the back of a cruiser [??], wash my soul down the sewer I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection I pray, I pray, all thoughts go to heaven Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection So I can pay for my sins on PayPal Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "he'll never understand" People ask for god, 'till the day he comes See God's face - turn around and run God sees the face of a man Shaking his head, says "man'll never understand"

Trapped, no shield, no sword The unbeaten path got my soul so sore Allured by the lust, something money can't cure The Devil want me as is, but God he want more Eyes closed, eyes open, great another day, here we go Like a nigga woke up late in The Truman Show Living life without a care, mean pokerface But I'm forced to play solitaire till I get up out of here Move like a wanted man with a bounty on his head Work alone, sleep alone, eat alone, daily bread Counting till my fingers red, how you gon' judge a man Walking in the shoes of a man with a broken leg? Flame on the trail headed for the powder keg Last place in the race I ain't never led Like I ain't never bled, time to get up out of bed Serving in the army of one, it's on again Walk alone, I walk alone, you know I walk it alone I always been on my own, ever since the day I born So I don't mind walking alone I'm in a chess match, I'm in a death trap I'm tryna find out where the eggs in the nest at I'm one blood when the sky turns jet black No love in the world can correct that I'm in a slow lane, I'm on my Cobain I'm in the new spot tryna run a old game I got a new chick, put out my old flame No peace, no sleep, no love for a young beast You can put me in a cage You can put me in the jungle where the lion get blazed There ain't no hell like the hell I raise I'd die in the bed I made 'fore I lay with a love I loathe I'm a snake in the garden of bones I'm a loner in a world of clones I'm the piece that don't belong, see I roam Where the the Reaper roam till they put my name on a stone The longest walk I'll probably ever be on The Road to Perdition, guess I'm finna get my plea on I pray these wings strong enough to carry me on I promise every second felt as if it took an eon Walking like the lost boys of Sierra Leone The trail of tears what they got me like a Cherokee on Between the ears something I require therapy on For the working the bone like my name Robert Dion I go above and beyond, the duty called, truly y'all Even though they kind of blew me off like a booty call Asked me if I'm just another muli or a movie star Forced to face the music like a graduate of Juilliard Walk alone, talk alone, get my Charlie Parker on Make my make alone, shed light upon the dark alone Get my sparkle on, it's a mission I'm embarking on A kamikaze in the danger zone far from home

If you can't swizzim then ya bound to drizzown Passing out life jackets bout to go didown Get down with the captain or go down with the ship Before the dark abyss I'm gon' hit you wit dis... And no one's in the lighthouse You're face down in the ocean And no one's in the lighthouse And it seems like you just screamed It's no one there to hear the sound And it may feel like there's no one there That cares if you drown Face down in the ocean Smoking cheap weed sipping on cheap vodka You pick your poison down Davey Jones' locker It's rum we be wanting By the tons my consumption Take a look at my lungs and my liver It's disgusting Take a look at the man in the mirror We start fussing Only one person gets hurt when throwing the punches Me And the man behind the glass just laughs The waves come over my head and just crash My hand start bleeding water starts receeding A feeling comes into my heart I start believing that I actually might survive through the evening Survive on my own thoughts of suicide that's competing With thoughts of tryna stay alive which been weakened By the feeling of putting on a smile while being beaten The fear of drowning still diving in the deep end The waters carried me so far you can't reach 'em And it feels like there's no one And no one's in the lighthouse You're face down in the ocean And no one's in the lighthouse And it seems like you just screamed It's no one there to hear the sound And it may feel like there's no one there That cares if you drown Face down in the ocean After the love is lost Friendship dissolves And even blood is lost Where did it begin The way we did each other wrong Troubled water neither one of us could swim across I stopped holding my breath Now I am better off There without a trace And you in my head All the halted motion of a rebel without a pause What it do is done till you dead and gone The grim reaper telling me to swim deeper Where the people go to lo and behold the soul keeper I'm not even breaking out in a sweat Or cold fever but I'm never paying up on my debt or tolls either I'll leave the memories here I won't need them If I stop thinking and lie, now that's freedom Your body's part of the Maritime museum Face down in the past is where I'm being And no one's in the lighthouse You're face down in the ocean And no one's in the lighthouse And it seems like you just screamed It's no one there to hear the sound And it may feel like there's no one there That cares if you drown Face down in the ocean If you can't swizzim then ya bound to drizzown Passing out life jackets bout to go didown Get down with the captain or go down with the ship Before the dark abyss I'm gon' hit you wit dis...

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate, we don't need to fake It's all we wanna be, watch me freak I say we're growing every day, getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place where we shall find our Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Rain, bring me the strength to get to another day And all I want to see, set us free Why can't you see? Can't you feel? This is real I pray, we don't need to change our ways to be saved That's all we wanna be, watch us freak

Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots Roots, bloody roots I believe in our fate We don't need to fake It's all we wanna be Watch me freak I say we're growing every day Getting stronger in every way I'll take you to a place Like honesty Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Roots, bloody Roots Rain bring me the strength To get to another day And all I want to see Set us free WhyCan't you see Can't you feel This is real Ahh I pray we don't need to change Our ways to be saved That all I want to be Watch me freak

Now I can say that, ah, they was not expecting this I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Go to church e'ry Sunday just to hear the preacher man And then she gone, but then she be right, uh, hold up I know a God-fearing woman that ain't scared to get dirty And keep it real witcha even if the truth might hurt ya Hold ya down when them hard times come And she never let nothing come between you, God and her purpose (Rae) God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money, but still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (God bless) Yeah, love this one They don't never give you credit when the credit is due And you don't have to have the compliments to know that it's true You walk around like you're confident in what you got goin' Like a boss 'cause you already know that it's you Work hard for the money when your pocket's a drought (yep) Being careful with the words coming outta ya mouth Country girl with a lil' slang whenever she talk and kinda sassy 'Cause she know what she talkin' about, yeah God bless them girls with some roots Raised in a small town (raise it up) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (yes, ma'am) Workin' hard for the money (workin' hard for the money) But still bringing home honey A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess God bless them girls with some roots (yeah) God bless them girls with some roots (girl in boots) C'mon on, Lathan, let's bring it to 'em It don't matter who she around (nope) She'll still be the same person in front of any crowd Too classy to run with the fakes And she walk like she got it going on with her own lil' style, c'mon Rae (oh stop it) God bless them girls with some roots (bless it up, yeah) Raised in a small town (small town) Make them boys shake in their boots, yeah (got them boys really shakin') (yes, ma'am) And workin' hard for the money (workin' hard, I see you workin' hard for it) But still bringing home honey (still bring home the honey) A little bit of mama's attitude with a lot of hot mess (yeah, I see ya right there, ooh) God bless them girls with some roots God bless them girls with some roots (some roots, yeah) God bless them girls with some roots

I'm still running 33's up underneath this truck Even though rush hour concrete is the only place I'm getting stuck Ain't on the farm no more but on a stretch of sunny days I still catch myself looking up at the sky Praying for a little rain No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots There's still that back-home part of me, that can't help but see things a little different Like how there ain't no need to put a 'G' on the end of huntin' or fishin' And I still got granddaddy's bible, his old rifle and his name But I also got his pour a little more Coarsin' through my veins No I can't outrun these roots Even if I wanted to Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots I can't outrun these roots Thank God I can't They're tangled up in every part of who I am Without 'em I know I don't stand a chance I can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots Cause they run too strong, run too deep Cutting right through the heart of me No it don't matter where I plant these boots Can't outrun these roots I can't outrun these roots