From the recording Lac Gospel
Lyrics
Chorus:
Now everybody wanna talk racial war, live in the future leave the past, live in the past and your future's gone, future's gone, future's gone... What they gone do? Try to take ours minds... Dem politicians trynna take our minds...
Bridge:
Don't look at the past look at what's in front of you, listen to the rhythm that's inside of you (2X)
Verse 1:
You couldn't walk a block in these socks boy my chucks are too large you gone need a smaller size if you wanna catch a ride in my lac, I've damn near been to hell and back in an oldschool lac with no air and 4 flats, my soul looked the devil in his eyes and it dared him to FUNK with us, if he tests I bust, I'm from FunkyLand brotha aint no heart, where I'm from society rips it's own self apart, brothas kickin down doors sisters prostitute for chain, all this living in vain is driving mother earth insane, but I can't complain these thoughts are sowed in my roots, I had a dream my chucks transformed into space boots, and I took off into space with Bible on my dash, later to return my folks and we Cra-Cra-Crashed this mass destruction...
Chorus 2
Verse 2:
If there are no limits then there is no ground, how's the world gone spin when it aint really round, can't let time pass us by, break them chains in yo mind and fly high...
If up is the better way why we find God when we down, if history repeats itself are we living in the NOW, can't let time pass us by, break them chains in yo mind and fly high...
Chorus 3
Bridge:
I don't give a funk about the globe...
Funk the globe...
Can you funk yo mind...
We're running out of time...
(Can't let the world hold you down)