Marlon Roudette
Marlon Roudette - Riding home lyrics
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Really? Yo, yes problems solved aka Mattafix. Wait, the same little boy with the cassette tape? The big foot jeans, awaiting at the school gate Late night thoughts, he's tearing up the paper And here's the sound bite ten years later He took the yard to the city an he mixed it Mattafixed it, now he's on some sick shhh So keep the money and the cars and the deals I'm riding home on the same two wheels Riding home, riding home, gimme the tune Wait the same little boy They used to underestimate? Made a great escape with only practice And attic and a mattress This same man is trying to hatch this game plan And catch a vibe make it world wide Spirals of idols and rivals labelled as a dreamer Stroll as the world rolls by you in a beamer Now empathise if you know how it feels Riding home on the same two wheels I made my best friends From the West Indies to the West End In every corner in every section Perfection, long lasing connection The little boy with the clear skin complexion Afternoons and I'm scrubbing old sneakers In time to the vibes from my makeshift speakers An assortment laments from my walkman I'm still trying to walk good though I'm slightly awkward