Surfing On Airwaves lyrics

by

Masta Ace


Johnny Depp: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas:
"Burning the locals... Abusing the tourists... Terrifying the help...
The only chance now, I felt, was the possibility that we'd gone to
Such excess that nobody in the position to bring the hammer down on us
Could possibly believe it... 15 minutes to get my attorney to the airport... Could we make it?"

Wonder Bred:
(Verse 1:)
So many artists claim to be real
When all they talk about is blasting brains out with steel
Gourmet food for thought is a lot more than making a meal
It seems to me people want a message, so i send links in an email

Airplane mode, a fare is a toll, there is no comparing to making it home
To share my soul remains my goal
Ive got the youth with me usually thats a rare vote
This is an electric election, not a Republican Pharoah
Or a blue donkey donned as a hero, this is my anti-fear flow
I just hear notes, why are we as a society some anti tear folk?
It seems anti real hope and hand my right hand to the man for a dealio
I ain feelin those, labels are corporate sneaky Robert DeNiros
Off your offer and the pish posher, lick my honey nut cheerios

(Hook:)
This Is surfing on airwaves
I wrote this work on an airplane
This Is for you and your sharing
Dude it's cool to be caring


(Verse 2:)
I get inspired as an a, b, c, Delta Frequent Flyer
We fly just like icarus right into hells fire
When all people want is to burn rubber, but can't stand to smell tires
Good intentions on the road to riches, this is the root of why will suffer
We can go to war for more, so just add another badass muffler
Its not what people really want, behind the chips are just sad bluffers
We all want to have lovers, so lets not take credit cards and let's all just share with each other

How can i dissipate stress?
By attention paid to breath and paranoia laid to rest
Momentarily wait and test every way to say yes
In terms of time I try to take less
And in this case my name is Wonder Bred
And phrases i bake the best
And stay engaged rather than complain of less

More, More, More, more....

Its not complicated, my mind is the opposite of indoctrinated
Im the one who was meant to unlock the matrix
And release all beasts to be free from locks and cages
So its not lost i always save it and spit lots in hip hop to drop some awesome phrases
Imma stop until we dock cause my phone's power ive gotta save it

(Hook)

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