Текст песни Class Trip - Sampa the Great
Think
I′m
looking
at
my
passport
Pass
forth,
pass
with
indian
once
A
pin
in
him
much
my
guy
with
a
lyrical
much
He's
given
much
he′s
taken
A
pin
in
the
bunch,
I
underestimated
being
in
touch
with
myself
And
who
the
hell
was
on
the
other
side
of
self
Late
night
conversations
talk
to
myself
Get
outta
your
mind,
like
a
minute
I
was
outta
my
time
I
still
out
of
my
prime,
my
journey
while
I'm
walking
in
line
Is
a
journey
that
I'm
walking
in
time
Throwback
to
the
miners
I
can
find
And
them
ghetto
got
the
giggles
who
would
shot
at
their
arm
Just
a
ripple
in
time,
just
a
measure
of
mine
Just
beginner
in
the
challenge
of
life,
life,
life,
life
So
I
simmer
up
and
set
assorted
And
all
my
dreams
I
dream
I
sit
inside
as
I
forgotten
Like
who
the
hell
am
I
to
see
myself
in
summer
solstice
Class
trip
debate
six
realities
what
you
make
it
Reality′s
what
you
make
it
Reality′s
what
you
make
it
Bite
your
tongue,
bite
your
tongue
Bite
your
tongue,
bite
your
tongue
Bite
your
tongue,
bite
your
tongue
Bite
your
tongue,
bite
your
tongue
Think
I'm
looking
at
my
passport
Pass
forth,
pass
for
ignorant
once
I
book
all
bunch
my
god
how
the
ego
did
crunch
I
prolly
would
have
taken
I
lived
in
a
box,
I
underestimated
living
life
larger
than
myself
Like
who
the
hell
stole
the
knowledge
that
I
pre-existed
previously
to
myself
To
whom
knowledge
seeks
knowledge
finds
I′m
was
outta
my
mind,
I'm
still
outta
my
time
I
journey
wide
welcome
to
life,
it′s
a
journey
that
I'm
walking
in
time
Throwback
to
the
miners
I
can
find
And
them
ghetto
got
the
giggles
who
would
shot
at
their
arm
Just
a
ripple
in
time,
just
a
measure
of
mine
Just
beginner
in
the
challenge
of
life,
life,
life,
life
So
I
simmer
up
and
set
assorted
And
all
my
dreams
I
dream
I
sit
inside
as
I
forgotten
Like
who
the
hell
am
I
to
see
myself
in
summer
solstice
Class
trip
debate
six
realities
what
you
make
it
Reality′s
what
you
make
it
Reality's
what
you
make
it
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