Backpack (feat. Bishop Lamont & Fann)

Everything's connected like it's not I'm travelin' through time, and give it all I got I'm stuck in my ways Another cigarette, another shot, and it pays Another fuckin' beat that makes you think that I'm crazed I need another reason, just to keep it ablaze The season is hot, and I keep trudging the maze When I'm on the move, I keep it fixed in my gaze I bring it up like Cinematic dreams, automatic snow Dressed in hand me downs, living out of control Rockin' shows from Echo Park to Berlin Static flows, lighting the spark from within, huh Cinematic schemes, automatic hold Taking everything, and it's out of control Put it on the table, hit it with a rock Slap on another label, this is what I got I've been lookin out the door See you coming back for more and more and more And you catch me acting up again I'll be puttin' all the felings in my backpack Takin' all the reasons off the wall And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be coming back So what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all Puttin' all the feelings in my backpack Takin' all the reasons off the wall And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be coming back So, what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all Everything's connected like the dots Tryin' to keep me calm, I'm arrested from the cops Tryin' to look beyond my perception of the top The yachts and these broads has they chest come out they top And she bad to the bone, when we bone Right when she moan, it's on Rather be known than gone Shifty Capone, I'm home Searchin' online to the front yo I ain't never met a line, I ain't cut though Hard to lead the blind, when you cant see a thing Everybody thinks you fly, and they just can't see the string See the thing is How would I hop that wall Woulda' dropped that ball Woulda' stopped that car Woulda' took that gun Put it in my mouth If it got that far I'd take it all, all They try to lay me down Look inside my my mind, and you can find where Crazytown's at Takin' that for the pain, another tat on the vein I got assassins for friends, and they say that I'm insane I've been lookin out the door See you coming back for more and more and more And you catch me acting up, again I'll be puttin' all the feelin's in my backpack Takin' all the reasons off the wall And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be comin' back So what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all Puttin' all the feelin's in my backpack Takin' all the reasons off the wall And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be comin' back So, what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all I never liked school, so I never packed my textbooks But, in my backpack, packed a tool Couple of cassette tapes, walkman, too Fridgerator Perry heavy and my uzi weighs a ton Grew up 80's baby LA shady, fools shoot you for fun Run like DMC, but don't walk this way You might get hit with a K Kiddies double-dutch, get hit with strays In a maze, in a daze Don't recall happy days Broken home, broke alone Just my Momma, Daddy gone Fuck what ya think you know This ain't the typical Story ya think ya know Don't make it less difficult Innocence, in any sense gets burned up like some incense In an instant, your shit was fucked up since an infant What are you supposed to do, hatred takes over you Mad at the fuckin' world, feelin' real postal, too Had all this hatred, and this pain inside Coulda' went Columbine, but had a column full of rhymes And I'm puttin' all the feelin's in my backpack Takin' all the reasons off the wall And if you knew it then, I know that you'll be coming back So, what the hell you lookin' at, I'll take it all