Slow - Tribal Seeds

Were taking it slow

And satan leave us alone

Were taking it slow

And let the music control

Now me say burn vanity

I’ll sit back and light up some sensi

Blow it where the trees surround me

Mesmorized in the natural beauty

Cuz in your material world theres in no livity

So wipe out the riches in your heart

Realize that money is owed back to the banks

And everything you posses can be repossessed

Thats why we hold still and were just

All of them obssessed in material things

Advertising to control the way your thinking

Massess of the people like the waters of the sea

Surround the fourth beast, do you understand me?

So wipe out the riches in your heart

Realize that money couldn’t buy true love

Morals from above, still they get shoved

Bottom of the pyramid is where they trapped us so

Now me say burn vanity

Sit back and light up some sensi

Blow it all around me, chilling in the cool breeze

Listen to the birds sing and it sounds so sweet

So runaway getaway till we find our own thing

Runaway getaway in this natural beauty

Runaway getaway till we find our own thing

Runaway getaway in this natural beauty