Head up, hands tied made magic/
Hand cuffs disappeared, tan lines where the bands cut/
It’ll heal, sit on hills I had to climb/
Damn if I, ever fall off I’m a different build/
Dandelion in a field of land mines/
Fit with shields thick as steel/
quick to kill bad vibes had enough/
Cups filled added lime to rough deals/
Agave, some mint leaves a mock-tail/
Oxtail tail, add the but, just when I thought that I would get to chill/
And what, hard days interfere/
Black luck, fit the heel/
My shoes, jog pace a long race/
In a wheel pause take in the fact that I get to feel/
Small things bigger deals/
entered my golden phase/
While we’re afraid to age even harder to hold the page/
I learned to grow with grace, gotta let go to gain/
Now I know they way is not to think that I’m owed a thing/
[chorus]
Sitting in my car, in the driveway/
I’ve been home a while, but my minds late/
It’s the only time that I day dream/
Getting really hard to find a quite space/
Open up the door and world screams/
Getting overwhelmed by the high pace/
Something’s on my mind I deserve peace/
Until the door swings, race/
So what’s next, I don’t know, I just know I won’t rest/
unless, success comes first I won’t get/
Home yet, an idea an address, IP/
I dream of things I don’t own yet/
Likely, I never will, might be is enough to entice me to get it still/
Bet I get rich or in loan debt/
Both yes, credit skills better build/
Pricey when everything’s placed on pedestal/
At a height far too late to let ever spill/
Tipping point, missed the point if you believe I ever chill/
Wish I could, don’t know how tried couple times but I find/
If I slow it down, it feels like a read a will/
Dramatic’s understatement, I go off on nothing major/
Imagine when it is, If all emotions my one is anger/
I favor the toughest wagers, Alive when I’m brushing danger/
Fear in place of drive no surprise I ain’t stuck yet/
Sitting in my car, in the driveway/
I’ve been home a while, but my minds late/
It’s the only time that I day dream/
Getting really hard to find a quite space/
Open up the door and world screams/
Getting overwhelmed by the high pace/
Something’s on my mind I deserve peace/
Until the door swings, race/
credits
from To What End,
released January 20, 2023
Written and Produced by Oddisee
Additional Instrumentation by:
Ralph Real - Keys
Johan Lenox - Strings
Olivier ST. Louis - Guitar
Additional Vocals by:
Johan Lenox
As soon as I heard the song Like Really I just had to buy the album. Then I finished listening to all the songs, and knew I made a good choice. Oddisee is one of the best hip hop artists on bandcamp. Devin Anderson
Went to college at UMD-College Park and Oddisee and the rest of the MMG had a hold on those of us looking for great music. Nostalgia and the beats still hold up. Salaam. ericburkley