KENTE CLARK - Off Road (Intro)

No rest for the
Duffel bag heaving,
Ditch lier, hitch hiker,
Hiding from the heat
While he's siding with the heathen
Tumble weed dusty feet
Sliding in your DM
Asking for directions to
Wherever you’ll lead him
Lost. Brown recluse.
Looking for a following
Tryna keep from falling
But fell into the folly (falling)
The well is deep.
Thirsty, how’d he stay woke counting sheep?
Found a pay phone, but couldn’t spare a peso
Every coin counts when you’re tryin' to change your grave stone
Heard it through the grapevine
You could use a lift
Step into the ride
Drink weary traveler
You could use the drive,
I’m going where you’re headed
And "nowhere fast" is a pleasure.
While standing in the winepress
Step into the pressure, with your foot on the gas,
Until we exit your past

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