We Got Another One

Lyrics

[Intro: Purpose] Can I get in my zone? Can I get in my zone? Yeah Ladies and gentlemen I'd love to welcome you back If I could I just don't lose touch, man I don't See, what I do is not something I do It is a state of being A state of unconsciousness if you will Live classic Be classic Uh [Verse 1: Purpose] Still love how another City feels Separate from the bullshit, politics and the business deals But what's worse? The stress of always bein' on the move, or the crippling anxiety of sittin' still? No more prescription pills, cleaned up a bit, but drinkin' still Come out swingin' still, laid back, though I can't really chill Still likе a little kid, waitin' by that windowsill Countin' how long it is until Christmas, this is Ill And for the peoplе fightin' for their sanity These songs are jarringly honest slices of reality Which explains my rise in popularity The people want somethin' real, that's why they're put on rap CDs, uh Flow deeper than Bohemian Rhapsody OD, I cut my own keys to the galaxy I park my car where hope meets with profanity Where I wear [?], roll trees out of clarity, argh Just layin' low Keepin' outta trouble as the saying goes But I guess I ain't been, so I write some deep shit, but what's crazy though Is my friends just like hearin' me swear on the radio Off the moody like Hank, my squad's unruly So much bass in my voice, you thought they chopped or screwed me So and sos said my name, bitch, what a cutie Watch any one fuckin' chance, you'll think you really got to move me truly Judge away, I'm not fussed about who's on the jury Guilty as charged with these bars, so prosecute me Lately voices in my head say to take time off to do me Smoke some weed and spend a day in bed watchin' movies You earnt it, and don't I deserve it It seems that all the BS was totally worth it Plus the word is Purpose got another one, so turn on up that dial City four, to your door, this is service with a smile Smile for me [Outro: Purpose, Sesta, Mr Grevis] 'Cause we got another one We got another one We got another one, yeah We got another one How you feelin'? How you feelin'? If the city had a voice, it'd sound like this If the city had a voice… Why don't you make yourself at home Live and direct from number eighty three Number, number eighty three Number, number eighty three Where I laid the foundation as an underage emcee Number eighty three Number, number eighty three This is Sesta X of the fantastic Funkoars You're listening to Purpose You're crazy for this one, P You are the craziest motherfu… How crazy is that, right? How crazy is that? Oh I'm so fuckin' high What up? It's that West Australian Mr Grevis Givin' a shoutout to the best rapper to roll in a barbie car My man Purpose City Had a Voice Four Check it out