Jill Scott Lyrics

Uh

Let's get these steps in

Locked my emotions behind these burglar bars

Then I found the keys and told myself

Now we're going hard

Stepped outside fresh from hibernation

A fish on the pavement

Flopped like I played with Peja

One step in the right direction

But don't move too fast

You might miss the exit

Finish your breakfast

Swallowing fate

Hot Plates brought another chapter

Felt relieved

Like an empty bladder

Finding something

Feeling mattered

So walk with me

Don't ever hop

Hide the chalk

There's no need to be kicking rocks

Miscellaneous thoughts roam around

Like a mob

See a black folk

Like dope fiends

I give a nod

I prod at all the dead weight

Hoping I can move it

Can you feel me

See people see me as translucent

When the lines get blurred

But still can see right through me

I package the insecurity then relabel as music

So again can you walk with me

First hour of three

Picking up the pace

But not too much

Can't be moving on E

Go excessive force

Couldn't do it

Can't call me police

So I take a breath

Up the volume

And rock to the beat

Uhm uhm uhm

In my Crushers

I let the sun rinse

Like Wayne

I'm right above it

Many hills that I've climbed

Feels like I've reached the summit

This is my Bag Lady

Count the numbers

Will I suffer

So walk with me

Consistently stalking on good energy

Standing in the distance in hopes that I can intervene

Walk through the door

Hope they don't blow me to smithereens

Imagine that they blast me cause they think I'm on the other team

So I'm back in solitary confinement

With a clock in my view Contemplating if I'm timeless

Scratch that

I left my room for sixty minutes

Get to business

TV screen diminished

Can't rely on it for a better image

I'm tripping

Like Grayson Allen at Duke

Or Californians in the rain on a morning commute

Get to swerving

Nervous is my intuition when I get to trust it

Keep it a hundred

My social meter looking for a budget

I cash in

Tangible funds not in discussion

Let me tell it

My pain gon' make it back in abundance

Threaded

Indebted to transactions of song cries

Based in solitude

A born dreamer that's sleep deprived

My second hour

Reach for my adductor

But to slow me down

Is like a train conductor

In the skyline hills surely to reminisce

About a version of Jay I wish never exists

Sweat pouring like water I need

One bottle as I raise both my eyes to my sleeve

When you living in the sky

Make it harder to breathe

Perseverance ain't a place on your knees

I got action

Hardcore

I'm grinding

Pinpoint a distraction

Brain cycles flex

Need muscle relaxer

With ten thousand more

Mind separates from matter

Hunger grumbling

But determination a factor

She heavy my mind

But the grind is more important

In order to past my peak

I can't settle for distortion

The reason I have this ordinance

Identify the coordinates

Familiar with struggle

No relation to who sorry is

Or worry who is watching kid

The star of a story

A heatwave in pursuit of proper endurance

Pedals see I'm flooring

Flowers in the distance

Laundry day treats my nose with little resistance

Written's are overreaching with skill

But similar to my path of life Going downhill

Concern as an author much closer to Macarthur

While I'm thinking of these lines that I should be sure to doctor

Revisions of my vision

It told me to think different

But it's hard to turn when OCD makes the pivot

I'm talking on this walk just to run from a phase

Really I'm in pain cause I'm still in a cage

With the padlock still in my hand

But the decision is the freedom

Or the money demands

My dilemma

Deliberate

As I try to continue my momentum

Returning back to burglar bars that blessed me with the rhythm

Discipline have I found it

Can I be well rounded

In life you got to live with regrets

All these thoughts cycle 'round Sanity is in threat

Red dot

I-robot

Turn on who I protect

Sanctuary looking scary

Reaching out to my vets is discouraged

Cause everybody deals with a mess

Still spinning like a tape

Play it back on the deck

Album still ain't done

All I got left is steps

So step with me y'all

Step with me y'all

One two

Here we go

Can't run from your dreams

Gotta go and get some

Gotta go and get dough

Give it back to them ones

Can't run from your dreams

Gotta go and get some

Gotta go and get dough

Give it back to them ones

Can't run from your dreams

Gotta go and get some

Gotta go and get dough

Give it back to them ones

I said I wasn't built in a day

I said I wasn't built in a day

I said I wasn't built in a day

I said I wasn't built in a day

I said I wasn't built in a day