Chasing New York

[Verse 1]

I used to be in love with Brooklyn

Way before I ever got to go to Brooklyn

And I really enjoyed the first time I stayed there

But disappointed about how clean them trains were

Spray paint to debate the claim

But she say "the fake fur don't taste the same"

But your chips on your church and save your place

But first make sure that that's the ace of spades, huh

You know you got it made in the fade

When the worst case scenario's a big bowl of cereal

I tried to state my case to the stewardess

To let me take the steering wheel, but they don't hear me though

I know that I could fly this bitch

And if the bitch don't fly I'll build a pirate ship

And when the bottle tips, the model hits the ground

But they love you whenever you're around

[Hook]

You know, still got a long way to go

But I ain't the only one to put it all on the road

You know, grow up just to take up space

We don't need an excuse to chase what we chase

Still got a long way to go

But I ain't the only one to put it all on the road

You know, judge us on the love that we make

We don't need an excuse to chase what we chase

[Verse 2]

But the frame didn't fall when the mirror broke

I can't recall what life was like a year ago

Spit it on the front row, disappear, I'm ghost

Call me Smokey like I'm rolling with some miracles (coals)

I got a yard full of love

It grows like a garden with guards to guard it

Around the same time that this party started

We was on the red carpet with artist access

Shooting down garbage for target practice

Martians living in the margin

Imagine the clean streets and the dirty police

We tryna keep the peace while disturbin' the peace

You know, hitchhike to the mountain's top

To take a picture of the  peak that surrounds your thoughts

And my favorite spot to catch a drink still be down the block

From wherever you sleep

[Hook]

You know, still got a long way to go

But I ain't the only one to put it all on the road

You know, grow up just to take up space

We don't need an excuse to chase what we chase

Still got a long way to go

But I ain't the only one to put it all on the road

You know, judge us on the love that we make

We don't need an excuse to chase what we chase

[Outro: Aesop Rock]

All these days are numbered

Falling forward, failing upwards

All these roads to Eden

Maps to nowhere, cold to breathe in

All these days are numbered

Falling forward, failing upwards

All these roads to Eden

Maps to nowhere, cold to breathe in

All these days are numbered

Falling forward, failing upwards

All these roads to Eden

Maps to nowhere, cold to breathe in

All these days are numbered

Falling forward, failing upwards

All these roads to Eden

Maps to nowhere, it's cold

[Spoken: Slug + Other]

If your hands get free, abandon ship

Uhm, I think parrots are danky