Jersey

A twisted maze of interstates

Highways, industry, farmland and tidal waves

Halfway between New York and DC

London and Cali

I can see the Philly skyline

On a clear night

But I'd rather be on the beach in the moonlight

Just like we used to back in the day

Before I lost control of hands on the face

Before you went away

Where do all these cars come from?

Where do all these people gotta get to?

Why am I one?

I've been branded

It says so right across my chest

And I'm stranded in an ocean of bodies with no life vest

And concrete Timberlands

Hindering every step

Everybody's trying to get a rep

Everybody wants to get their respect

Like they're any different from the next man

We're all mannequins, understand?

I can't drive two blocks without seeing the cops

I can't listen to a song and not hear about rocks

I can't go to bar without seeing twenty classmates

Trying to figure out why they took the time to graduate

Developers are buying every orchard in the county

To make quarter million dollar properties with no trees

But they're convenient to the highways and the big city

We're all guilty pilgrims robbing Indians

Jersey



See life without you tears my fragile world apart

I'm not too happy and I'm not too smart

And if I was just a little better at either

I'd put the pain relievers down and give the stimulants a breather

But I'm neither

Jug handles, traffic circles, and no left turns

No license til you're seventeen

Walking to work

I've got a green-eye perspective

Of eclectic laborers

Expecting pay dirt and move away from the neighbors

The liquor stores all close at two

Everybody's got it rough and take it out on you

Everybody's so tough 'cause they stuck it through

On that note, mad love to everyone in my crew

I like to go to the boardwalk at 3am

The parking is free and the ocean is calling me

Calming me, watching me work with a pen

There's nobody else so I talk to myself

And here I go again

So cliché and typical

Dreaming 'bout yesterday

Reminiscing like them times was some kind of miracle

But if I recall, I couldn't wait to move on

The theoretical next level

Somehow my chemicals all come into balance

Like I'm up to the challenge

And I'm down for trouble

Took the Parkway North

All the way to New York

To that bridge to relive my 9/11 witness, yo



I'm on a waiting list for a spot with assisted living

A community of peers clinging to life for some reason

'Cause I got no kids to take care of me

Not that they could anyway with the economy today

I'm a forage through the forest to secret elephant burial ground

Find a nice spot to chill and lay down

Some underground kids said my beats were too mainstream

To be in that vein of dope lyrics and street dreams

But the mainstream kids are like "What the fuck was that?"

You wanna try me, you'll have to untie me

Now who's whack?

See I was lucky to have both parents in the home

Though things didn't chill out til one of 'em was gone

Now I see my friends trying to raise kids

That they got stuck with for being stupid

But they're never alone

Shop for records at the Goodwill store

It's amazing to me how nobody wants 'em no more

They'd rather have the crate

But nobody got priorities straight

Including mine

'Cause I spend my last dime on a break

And it's hard to be the Garden State in February

'Cause the crops don't grow but the heating bill is steady

I've been fortunate not to be a casualty

I seen a lot of drama that's real

Try to keep my hands clean

Try to keep it in my head there's worse places to be

'Cause I'm speaking and I'm walking free

Jersey