Baptiste 12 15 Lyrics

Every day I walk along to the beat
Up and down the street I tap along with my feet
I walk every day, and I follow the beat
Up and down the street tapping along with my feet

[Solo]

turn on the leaf the brightest contraption
my mind is an open source of constant development
seemingly intact with contact of fact
is the rations of information to unwillingly learn fact
or supplement, blown out by bees buzzing in elation for the core
to be freed, does the morning sunshine see the brids float free
so the buzzing of the teats endless beliefs send for one doing,
or two or even three. keep and tradition to satisfy me. we as plebs join in captivity slave drive our force of mental capability
outer stretches can never be seen
from depth within our minds stay clean
f___ it. id rather just dream.
enter scope of uncharted territory, territory, territory