Artist: Reef the Lost Cauze f/ Outerspace Album: Your Favorite MC Song: Timezones Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch (Word up, we all over the States, man) (Travel by train, bus, boat, car or airplane) (I do my thang) (I gotta feed my family by all means necessary) (We all over the States, man) (Represent, represent, come on) (I wanna be with you, boo, but I gotta do what I gotta do) (Goin out for the loot) [ VERSE 1: Planetary ] It takes a lot to make your dreams come true If I could, baby, know that I would leave with you There's a lot things that me and Crypt still have to do Our dream is way bigger than havin a fan or two I mean, the reason that I even do this now So you never have to work and then college is figured out Gotta lead that way so they can fill my shoes Can't walk barefooted, then the grandkids lose And I was born to win, I gotta teach 'em the same Gotta make sure they never give up and maintain I gotta hit that stage, gotta go get paid Gotta bring it back and flip it a couple of different ways Don't miss me at all, boys, just hold me down Help mines with the baby once I go outta town Don't trip, I'm still just a phone call away I'm still here every day if you need me either way [ CHORUS 2X: Reef the Lost Cauze ] And it feel like I'm a million miles from home Missin your face, envisionin your smile through the phone I miss my girl, my baby, and all that I know But I'm out the door, another tour, another timezone [ VERSE 2: Reef the Lost Cauze ] As I lay here watchin you peacefully sleep Our son against your chest, heartbeat to heartbeat Searchin for the right words to speak Tryin hard not to weep Gotta be strong, for y'all I am weak Feels like forever but it's only a couple of weeks I'll be gone but, baby doll, I'm never out of reach Plus the squad is chillin right up the street Any problems, call up [Name], he light up the street She laughed, told me 'Don't trip, it's not an issue Just know I'm gonna miss you,' from her purse she pulled a tissue 'Can I kiss you?' I ask as I grab her sleeve My son lookin at me like, 'Daddy, don't leave' The hardest part of tour life, leavin the babies and your wife You think you can make this your life? It ain't easy hurtin hearts till I'm home again But for now papa back on the road again I'm gone (Word up, we all over the States, man) (Travel by train, bus, boat, car or airplane) (I do my thang) (I gotta feed my family by all means necessary) (We all over the States, man) (Represent, represent, come on) (I wanna be with you, boo, but I gotta do what I gotta do) (Goin out for the loot) [ VERSE 3: Crypt ] Yo, when you see my bags packed, save the attitude Maybe show appreciation, little gratitude I know it's hard when I bounce, I ain't mad at you But this is all I got, somethin that I have to do Cause there's a lot I provide with a mic and a beat Like the roof on our heads plus the light and the heat The little things that make our cipher complete I just ask you hold me down for a couple of weeks And I got my passport ready, time to cash in Rock shows crazy, look how they packed in Most cats can't do it cause they lack gems Plus they biz ain't correct, they can't rip up the set Seven shows in a row, that's a Vicious Cycle Long journey in a bus got me goin psycho No sleep till Philly, I'm a little stressed I'm back home, got a feelin I ain't never left [ CHORUS 2X: Reef the Lost Cauze ]