Last of the Flohicans - Asher Roth, Major Myjah

Last of the Flohicans

Goin' for no reasons

Snowing for four seasons

Fucked up my whole weekend

I was home, chiefin' dro, in the zone

Peaking slow, zip and couch surfing

Ouch feeling so sheepish

That’s so facetious, or is it so fictitious

I lost focus selfishly with the leaches

When I sleep why do I see what it is I don’t believe in

Thought I was hopeful but there’s hope for only those who leaving

It’s all up to you

It’s all up to you

Just find the truth

Its all out of focus, focus

Up to you, its not what we do

Just find the truth

Its all out of focus, focus

Need a new beginning, let me start again

Let me start again this time without an awkward ending

I walk pretending my thoughts are other on this planet

But I abandoned them not long ago and left them stranded

Don’t understand it, take for granted, might resort to panic

But, there’s a chance that you’re enchanted might be worth the manage

No need for fantasy, fancy I’m not a stuffed guy

Don’t puff my chest out, not impressed with dumb lies

I’m stumped (Why?), on how the well dries up

Leaves the whole entire countryside left to fry

I testify, and to the best of my abilities

Silly me knows, it really should be left to God

Up to you, about what we do

If your sky is blue

Just find the focus, focus

Its that time and I’m flat lining

Its hard finding the fine line

Dividing a child from aged shaman

It ain’t that common, Not every day

You see the latest fate

Disintegrate and regenerate in better shape

Stay in the shade, keep the pain away

Or take a break long enough to make them say

Live in your heart and not your head stupid

When the lens crooked make your amends, don’t take offense to it

Making friends through it, with the bends and loops

Ending up pretending leaping through the hoops to get into it

Better check your fluids, get a rest to ruin

Better them than me, it’s me or them, that’s why the best just do it