We Got Another One

[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
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