[Chorus: Nina Simone (Sampled) & Esoterik]
I walk
The lonely streets
I watch the people
Passing by
I used to
Watch the fallin’ rain
And listen to
The sweet birds sing
Every single word
You hear now
Is comin’ right from
My heart, this heart of mine
I've never felt like
This before
This feelin’ that (Yeah)
(Check me out right now) Possesses me (Yeah, we’re back in the booth, baby!) (Yo)

[Verse 1: Esoterik]
I'm pure with my passion, impossible to predict
My mind is a mansion, my heart is a gift
The world doesn't owe you shit, you owe the world everything
From the magic on this mic to their fake diamond rings
I create rhyme and sing to get me where I am
Turn your headlights on, this is Heaven where I stand
An adventure with the Sandpeople to push the purity
Kindly conduct this biz beautifully
They tell us to sit down my people’ll stand up
'Cause yes, bro, Eso is Houdini in handcuffs
Sunrise, moonshine, another day lives
A little reminder from God, your money ain't shit
And that my ideas are bulletproof, my team’s in the house
My hope can't be hung, my dreams can't be drowned
Man makes money, money doesn't make man
Monkey see, monkey do, this monkey's got the upper hand, rejoice
[Chorus: Nina Simone (Sampled) & Sapient]
I walk
The lonely streets
I watch the people
Passing by
I used to
Watch the fallin’ rain
And listen to
The (Yeah) sweet birds (Yeah) sing

[Verse 2: Sapient]
Mother, help me, it's happened to my brain again
The beat plays and the flames descend
So I become Sapient to be at peace with my monsters
The swords from the stone, I'm the king of my genre
Yeah, I know I'm so robotic
Dependant on machines to grow dope product
Makin’ little seeds that'll die or stem out
Makin’ your head northwestbound
We've all made sacrifices like money and physical health but
I’m not ringin’ the bell, I'm sitchin’ my belt up
When this bullshit blows, I've never sold my soul
So there's a chance that I won't up in Hell thus
Far but I know that things change
I convinced the Devil to free my soul from this instrumental
And my homeland security overheats
I'll be overseas smoking weed with Izm, Bliss n Eso
[Chorus: Nina Simone (Sampled) & Ethic]
Every single word
You hear now
Is comin’ right from
My heart, this heart of mine
I've never felt like
This before
This feelin’ that
Possesses (Uh) me (What, what?)

[Verse 3: Ethic]
Yeah, I've been feelin’ alright, keepin’ the quietest kept approach
Knowin’ that these crews are the next to blow
Up, right? Stand on my own two feet
We touch mics and demand that you focus, please
Feelin’ fortunate
Learnin ’ that Portland is where the hemispheres converge, on these coordinates
I kept gorgeous shit, yeah, of course where sick
One listen’ll have you worshippin’ porcelain
I've been more than intrigued to beat you
The knowledge that I gained when I ate from the tree’s fruit
And now I pass it along
Become a passionate man that puts cash in his palm
Bringin’ action to plans and my back’s gettin’ strong
Feel like Atlas and my fam as the faction belongs
On the tip of your tongue, I spit for the drums
While Debaser’s on a rampage that's only begun, it’s like
[Chorus: Nina Simone (Sampled) & Bliss]
I walk
The lonely streets
I watch the people
Passing by
I used to
Watch the fallin’ (Uh-huh, yeah) rain
And listen (Yo, check it out) to (Yeah)
The sweet birds (Yo) sing

[Verse 4: Bliss]
We gotta stop livin’ for “I” and start livin’ for “we”
'Cause we all ball on this ball together, spinnin’ so free
I sing in the breeze but they won't stay to listen
'Cause individually, they think we don't make a difference
Time to blow and break the business, put the system into spin
I'm that midnight vagabond who’s driftin’ in the wind
Who just listens with a grin through chaos that man’s facin’
I'm speakin’ clearly but it's like it's lost in translation
'Cause out the pavement, we dried the orchids
From the ground and blazed with these minds in orbit
Yeah, we find in Portland that kids are free, the youth
Poetical polecs paintin’ in an inconvenient truth
I'm that mind sleepwalker travelling hellish dreams
Bridging a playful ego and a battered self-esteem
Whether it's a joke or hot, whether it's dope or not
You won’t stop what's poppin’ out o’ my vocal box, it's like that