2 Free - Conduit

Twenty three isn’t what I thought it’d be

‘nother phase of may weather another thirteenth

Not tryna be cynical that’s way too typical

Nowhere near my peak I ain’t tryna take a seat no more

The brakes are off, the money affi make

Internal spiritual journey gotta take

Over-rhyme on the set, overwrite and it go over heads

But I could save the game with 1 meg

Bring that old-school. Yeah-

Takin back the game from these old fools

Give it back to th hood and all the locals

This is truth and a mans faded when I’m rolling through

Lookin' for th eye candy and soul food

Me and Stevie here celebrating the day

This my Jordan year I gotta pave the way

It’s been the plan since day, 97 til' forever

Man know the Manny weather mans destined to rain…

(all day)

Man’s destined to rain

(Manny Way)

Man’s destined to rain, yeah

Manny way, Manny what? Manny way, Manny what?

Ignore the passport ‘cause the mind is older

No final form because the grind get colder

Never age ‘cause the mind is free

Still they can’t hold me down I’m two-three

So ignore the passport ‘cause the mind is older

No final form because the grind get colder

Never age ‘cause the mind is free

Still they can’t hold me down I’m two-three

All-ways grim up north always a storm comin'

I’ll be rollin down the mains overloadin' your current

Packin' knowledge, no worries, take the shot, chef curry

While I’m lightin' up they heads in a flurry

It’s automatic how I spit a lil' erratic but they listenin though

This the gift that keep on givin' ‘cause they ready and they willin'

No terms, no conditions for the love of the know

Every time they run it back they discoverin' more

From Young Nate da genius, not your mate heinous

Slicker than your average still coming the meanest —

— classic as a sonne les matines

A king when I sing call me Pharoah Shock’em —

— crown gleamin, lived a thousand times

So what’s one more notch on my tally of lives?

I let my third eye find what the real recognise

Cos arrears, ideas and real niggas never die agh

(Plugs world — wide

Every, motherf*ckin time)

Ignore the passport ‘cause the mind is older

No final form because the grind get colder

Never age ‘cause the mind is free

Still they can’t hold me down I’m two-three

Been chasin' status, sweet sensations

Bring some blind faith in, Stevie and Ray shiiit (to this)

Two eye to look and one to see

Still they can’t hold me down I’m two, three