Pharsyde

Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face that all I need is right where I belong Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face that all I need is right where I belong Interlude So, so verse 1 My ears are ringing, my palms are shaking, my heart is racing Somebody's mama's heart is aching, can't take it, partly fainted Found his body parts in awkward places like apartments, basements Garbage vacant, lots, garages, spaces - Harlem's far too spacious Sometimes I wish I could get away and charter spaceships To get away from my inhuman race with hearts of Satans Kick off my Maison Martin's, lay on back like Martha Mason Smoke away my iron lung 'til later die at 71, uhh I lay down now There's someone's journey in the streets who gotta keep a piece, peace I lay down now As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace I pray to Lord my soul to keep verse 2 Gentrification split the nation that I once was raised in I don't recall no friendly neighbors face on my upraising Back in my younger days or razor blades with gangs Who bang and never stood a chance, some boys don't dance, but left 'em Harlem shaking On the pavement, and my generation fucked And my society, very trippy pages in my diary It's the irony how LSD inspired me to reach the higher me Used to never give a damn, now I don't give a fuck entirely I think my pride died in me, somewhere inside of me It's gotta be, awhole 'nother side of me If you seen the shit that I'd have seen in 26 years of living That's how many fucks I'd give (fuck) Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face that all I need is right where I belong I lay down now There's someone's journey in the streets who gotta keep a piece, peace I lay down now As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I rest in peace Interlude So, so Love on the low, love everywhere I go And I can't face that all I need is right where I belong