Artist: Nubian M.O.B. Album: Nubian M.O.B. Song: Farway to Go Typed by: tobi_cz@gmx.de [Chorus 4x] It's not a farway to go but a way to go Come on, drift my way and then you'll you know Then you'll know, then you'll know It's not a farway to go but a way to go Come on, drift my way and then you'll you know Cause we've been bred, yes, to die Teach me how to lie, bringing fears - why Knowing deep this can't be the way you see The way that's pure and we're feeling a cool breeze I want to sail clean to where I'm going Past the Milky Way only stars, souls controlling Time to time you'll drift that way Buy maybe it's a dream, but it's real to say Contemplate problems scratching for traits Just cutting the edge on TransReality Place Do unto me as I do to you Your Nubian cool do the do Hype up direction Work for perfection What's your selection? Call the soul connection No fantasy to have to fill your mind Running dip strips, prime time Stop dreaming local, voice your vocal Tally up the bill and get your total [Chorus 3x] It's not a farway to go but a way to go Come on, drift my way and then you'll you know Then you'll know, then you'll know The mind races in places Getting paid won't fade Only black spades can't be caged You disagree check my pedigree What's my degree? Mind moves with speed Upping the ante, violins always handy Trimmers, dilemmas and still standing Vaped out on a different scene Seems self-motivation, has no esteem Drench me now activate plots loud It won't work if a pot won't perk All it will get is their feelings hurt Direct to some chumps desk Only fools are impressed at their guess Journey leave a mess Water leaves them wet Terror reigns, when we're on the set [Chorus 3x] It's not a farway to go but a way to go Come on, drift my way and then you'll you know Then you'll know, then you'll know Break the barbed wire on the mind Here's a tip the yellow strip ripped off your spine Fortified and packed with the truth that's stacked Rap too black and further on back To a place in grace where Nubians cradle We rule the place Party's over, I operate this sting Canarys that sing we do 'em real mean The drives are strong and aggressive Cool type of thang, but objective To a system that molds out misfits Hitless, witless that try to snipe this Skip to the M.O.B. and get hit quick A primitive mind in a critical time I'm buying time on the front line Jaggered, taggered, madder not braggered Ladder to a higher plateau but slowly You'll glow, you've won the role Entwined guts and spine, fine line Between flesh and mind, prime time, truth, rhymes Propagate signs in a critical time Yeah! [repeated till end] This is the way to go dripping down your soul Let the truth go face the truth and let it show