Grassroots

[Verse 1: Nick Hexum]

I flip when I kick it trippin' it, uh

So I can check shit not in a daily style

But once in every while so I can

File check, file check the files of my brain

Many of meaning manage to come from the insane

And the butcher, the baker, the fabulous drama maker

A cracker on a truck goin', "Breaker, breaker"

Listen to everyone, then disregard it

The meaningful shit comes back, back to where it started

In your cranium surrounded by pot like a geranium

A capital two burns in my mind, give me some peace

I looked at her, I looked at him, and neither one did know

Where the wild thoughts grow, check it out

[Pre-Chorus: Nick Hexum]

I look for absolutes and there's absolutely none

The truth is what you shoot for, not one

Nothing brings it all together, the journey's never done

I'd be in stormy weather, but it's been sung

So let's have some fun

[Chorus: Nick Hexum & Doug "SA" Martinez]

311 has grassroots, come on, jump

311 has grassroots, true

311 has grassroots for your mama

311 has grassroots

[Post-Chorus: Nick Hexum]

Challenge comes and goes, and there will be another

I say bring it on

The roots that grow underground are as big as the tree

That you see, if not, it will fall down

[Bridge: Nick Hexum]

We waste so many moments standin' on convention

The only survey is when our heart pays no attention

Yaddy-yaddy-da-da, oh-ooh-ooh

[Verse 2: Nick Hexum]

Move with persistence, cover much distance

Knowin' no perdition, that's my game, for instance

311 true to no tradition

And the 311 crew not down with convention

But a hundred different people already told what we about

So I make no attempt to try and suss the stupid out

I turned into a roughneck, that was not my intention

It doesn't even really matter unless I fail to mention that

Peace to all crews that want some peace

First the Mid then the West, then we slide through the East

A piece to any crew that want a piece

But peace to all crews that want peace, check it out

[Pre-Chorus: Nick Hexum]

I look for absolutes and there's absolutely none

The truth is what you shoot for, not one

Nothing brings it all together, the journey's never done

I'd be in stormy weather, but it's been sung

So let's have some fun

[Chorus: Nick Hexum & Doug "SA" Martinez]

311 has grassroots, come on, jump

311 has grassroots, true

311 has grassroots for your mama

311 has grassroots

[Post-Chorus: Nick Hexum]

Challenge comes and goes, and there will be another

I say bring it on

The roots that grow underground are as big as the tree

That you see, if not it will fall down

[Bridge: Nick Hexum]

We waste so many moments standing on convention

The only survey is when our heart pays no attention

[Outro: Nick Hexum]

Attention, -tion, -tion

Diddy-yadda-day, diddy-yadda-nana-day

We-nana-day, diddy-yadda-day, wanna hear me

We knowin' no convention, no convention