Travellin' Man (feat. Mos Def)

Yeah yo yo what time the plane leavin? Ahhh alright, i see you at the airport *Samples of "r-r-r-r-rock on"* Memories don't live like people do They always remember you Whether things are good or bad, its just the memories Memories don't live like people do-o Baby don't forget me, I'm a travellin' man Movin through places, space and time Gotta lotta things i got to do GOD willin' I'm comin back to you My baby boo I'm a travellin' man Movin through places, space and time(space and tiiiime) Gotta lotta things i got to do But GOD willin' I'm comin back to you Baby boo I'm leavin Well go 'head and leave The call heard 'round the world from the wives of MC's These cats is payin' more that half a pound My garment bag I snatch it down Ain't got the state but we could prob'ly run a blacker town Scenarios like this is tear jerkers For the modern MC ie. the blue collar worker 'Cuz this thing called rhymin' no different from coal minin' We both on assignment to unearth a diamond When you start climbin' And them eyes start shinin' You be strugglin' and strivin' And they think you prime-timin' Maintain and keep silent make note and observation This confrontation This is the daily operation A concentration Stay focused on my recitation 'Bout to reach my destination with no pause or hesitation Baby make the preperation 'cuz this ain't no recreation This is Pro Ball! And we lettin you know y'all At the show y'all Doin' this for dough y'all Get the phone call And I'm ready to blow y'all 'Bout to go y'all Been a pleasure to know y'all And I'm lettin' you know that... Memories don't live like people do They always remember you Wether things are good or bad, its just the memories Memories don't live like people do-o Baby don't forget me, I'm a travellin' man Movin through places, space and time Gotta lotta things i got to do GOD willin I'm comin back to you My baby boo I'm a travellin' man Movin through places, space and time(space and tiiiime) Gotta lotta things i got to do But inshallah I'm comin back to you Baby boo I'm leavin But God willin' I'll be back home To drop these heavy ass bags up off my backbone Around the world with a catalog of rap songs My baby girl is walkin, been away for that long But no you haven't well at least that's how it seem to me My home town is like a whole different scenery The old timers on the stoop leaning leisurely The new jacks up in the park smokin greenery Easily taken for granted when you up in it but its sweet scented When you been down for a minute Move around city limits Break it down with the vintage The innovative Classical B-Boy image Collect the winnin's 'Cuz thats the reason that we came here This thing is not a game here The fortune not the fame here From New York to the Cakalaks Cali in the Cadillacs Chicago know we innovate Infiltrate Virginia State DC make me stimulate Philly know we penatrate Georgia make us generate Let's set a date to get the pace They celebrate to my jams in foreign lands Even your mans in Japan know who I am Minasan, make everybody out in Nippon Say ichiban, make yard man know where ya getti from?? Phenomenon, 'scuse me that's a phone call Its the show y'all Tryin' to get this dough y'all 'Bout to blow y'a