Riddlin' J - Dutch Guts Lyrics

Did I ever tell you simply
That I just simply cannot be contained
I'll invite you into the inside of my brain
My third eye is open so come and check it out
My third eye is steadily open now
Come and take a lesson on how and why I'm chillin'
Hallucinating in the dessert
Been camel back and I dubbed it 'spliff'
Yeah that's how I'm rolling like that

No microphone, no
Just a tempo of what I cannot let go
And since I'm declaring it a gift
It's so swift and that's why I'll just keep
Bouncing on back, right
I'll keep coming on back, back
Coming on back, yeah
I'll keep bouncing on back, like
Sitting on the couch
In the silence once again
With this bottle in my hand, but
I can't drink out of it

Every single day I'm up in smoke
Every single day I'm up in smoke
Every single day I'm up in smoke
Every single day I'm up in smoke

It's like daily
That's a 'yes' and not a 'maybe'
Tighten up the mind and perspective
Is plainly, and now mainly my reason why
Did I mention all the more is that I'm seeing
Every time I'm opening up my third eye
Calmly coming up the vocal river, yo
Check the flow
The more you feel the vibe
Then the more you're gonna know about
Riddlin' J, I question everything around me
The direction in which my mind it goes
Is quite astounding, dig

I don't bite lines I write my shit down
If someone else said it once before me, well
We got the same sound
Wipe the smirk off your face
Before I smack the mother f*cking taste
Right out your god damn mouth
Riddlin' J, you know I question everything
I'm always stopping and asking myself
What was I thinking
I'll be an asshole, but I refuse to look like one
Drawstring backpack, banana gat strapped, son

Every single day I'm up in smoke
Every single day I'm up in smoke
Every single day I'm up in smoke
Every single day I'm up in smoke

It's like, f*ck a mainstream pop track
That shit is whack
Check out this hot new artist
F*ck that, it's whack
It's back on the rack
The shit today, is all the same
It's f*cking lame
Like shampoo instructions
With a different f*cking name
I'm sniffing up a scent of cinnamon
It's been about a minute
Since I've sniffed
I'm running into double-digits, and
Living in nonsense
I came up with the great's listening without ID
So shut the f*ck up, and
Listen to me

Twenty dollars in my pocket
I've been up and down the block
All day, trying to see who's got it
Anyone that can help me out
Now I said
Anyone around that can
Help me out
'Cause I've been up and down the block
All day, twenty dollars in my pocket
Looking for an answer
Who's got it
Anyone that can help me out
Now I said anyone around
Helping it out
Uhh