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Ill times rollin' lackin the flow
Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost,
And yet it's better in ways it's different,
I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing
And getting visions was a given
With my eyes closed I propose a toast,
To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy
To point me in the right direction,
I got my foot in the door,
I gotta keep on writin' and stay planted to this world,
Before I can take off

Please come back to me
Please come back
I need to say goodbye to these old ways
Stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way,
I gotta keep on movin',

So I pray,
And wait for a sign from my guides,
They help me proceed as I lay,
And dream of my future,
I miss those times

Come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back to me
For real
Please come back
Tell me please

Ill times rollin' lackin the flow
Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost,
And yet it's better in ways it's different,
I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing

And getting visions was a given
With my eyes closed I propose a toast,
To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy
To point me in the right direction,

Come back to me
Please come back
I need to say goodbye to these old ways
Stagnant lifestyle's no longer in my way,
I gotta keep on movin',

So I pray,
And wait for a sign from my guides,
They help me proceed as I lay,
And dream of my future,
I miss those times

So I pray,
And wait for a sign from my guides,
They help me proceed as I lay,
And dream of my future,
I miss those times

Come back to me
Please come back to me
Please come back to me
For real
Please come back
Tell me please

Ill times rollin' lackin the flow
Ache in my throat and wisdom seems so lost,
And yet it's better in ways it's different,
I miss those oldschool meditations when relaxing
And getting visions was a given
With my eyes closed I propose a toast,
To myself to find the time to ask my Lord and galaxy
To point me in the right direction