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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Roots
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Poyser
Composer
Tariq Trotter
Composer
Ahmir Thompson
Composer
Betty Wright
Composer
Karl Jenkins
Composer
Gregory Spearman
Composer
Angelo Morris
Composer
Sean McMillion
Composer
Ralph Jeanty
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Questlove
Producer
James Poyser
Producer
Richard Nichols
Producer
Steve Mandel
Recording Engineer
Jason Goldstein
Mixing Engineer
Robert Dorsey
Recording Engineer
Mark Bengston
Assistant Engineer
John Morgan
Assistant Recording Engineer
Chris Sclafani
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, we obviously need to tone it down a bit
Runnin' round town, spendin' time like it's counterfeit
Everybody catchin' hay fever like sinuses
Step in my arena, let me show you who the highness is
You might say I could be doing somethin' positive
Humble, head down, low and broke like promises
Soakin' and broken in the joke like comics is
Not enough paper to be payin' folks compliments
But when that paper got low, so did my tolerance
And it ain't no truth in dead without the consequence
Listen, if not for these hood inventions
I'd be just another kid from the block with no intentions
On the dock of that bay, servin' a life sentence
Even if I'm goin' to Hell, I'm gonna make an entrance, yeah
Let 'em know I'm gettin' cheese like omelettes is
But I'm the toast of the town, like Thomas is
[Verse 2]
We're all on a journey
Down the hall of memories
Don't worry 'bout what you ain't got
Lead with a little bit of dignity
Yeah, we love what I had
Always felt like I deserve more
But when I make it to the otherside, make it to the otherside
That's when we'll settle up the score
[Verse 3]
Yo, we did this in remembrance of
Faces of the past we no longer have an image of
Carrying cold-blooded hearts that never meant for love
Brothers keep goin' for theirs but never get enough
World travellers that seen it all and did enough
Only to return and learn the world wasn't big enough
Damn, how long has it been? I guess the jig is up
Now all I know is I'm about to wake this **** up
Yeah, that hindsight 20/20
Now **** dead on the money, tryna take something from me
It's a wrap like a mummy, undone, I am becoming
And when he's tired of runnin' through the layers of the onion
He'll probably shed a tear 'cause there'll be no more fast times
Just as weak minds fold out like a bad sign
He never had a nothing, got confused when they asked why
Life is only a moment in time and it pass by
[Verse 4]
We're all on a journey
Down the hall of memories
Don't worry about what you ain't got
Lead with a little bit of dignity
Yeah, we love what I had
Always felt like I deserve more
But when I make it to the otherside, make it to the otherside
That's when we'll settle up the score
[Verse 5]
I'm sittin' on top of the world, ready to jump off
Thinking of various ways to break a dead law
Thinking that enough is enough, but still I want more
Thinking how I'm playin' with fire that burn my young ball
Any means necessary, don't give a damn
So every night, I'm on a flight that never lands
Be an asshole when this shit hits the fan
Or bet your life on a bluff and a bad hand
Can't win, can't lose, get 'em gassed
Leave 'em leakin' fuel, either way the market moves
Cash rules, kings, queens, prince and princess
Every night I'm crossin' a line that ain't the finish
Every thought is as dark as a glass of fuckin' Guinness
Too far gone to come back to my senses
Now I'm on the edge of my bed, makin' love to my meds
Every moment's like a pistol to my head when I'm gettin' mine
[Verse 6]
We're all on a journey
Down the hall of memories
Don't worry 'bout what you ain't got
Lead with a little bit of dignity
Yeah, we love what I had
Always felt like I deserve more
But when I make it to the otherside, make it to the otherside
That's when we'll settle up the score
Written by: Ahmir Thompson, Angelo Morris, Betty Wright, Gregory Spearman, James Poyser, Karl Jenkins, Ralph Jeanty, Sean McMillion, Tarik L Collins, Tariq Trotter