A-ha, ha-ha-aha
A-ha, ha-ha-aha
A-ha, ha-ha-aha
A-ha, ha-ha-aha

Just stop takin' me for a ride
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
All I want to do is take my time
(Take your time, baby, take your time, baby, c'mon)
Just stop takin' me for a ride
(A-ha, ha-ha-aha, a-ha, ha-ha-aha)
All I want to do is take my time

I'ma stand up for art express, do mic test rehearsals
Eight years of man livin', ain't no edits or commercials
Flick the God like mummy, but my own want a debit
Tossin facts and how they axis don't spin on a limit
Ain't no need to dwell, to health I'm fakin' your jax
Ride niggas get to sittin' to rear, so play the Parks of Rosa
Suppose I have my whole life on it ?
Funny how those you love, love the evil they do
I brew the medicine to heal a bit of verbals we had
But your ideas of heal is left the surface of it scabbed
Navigations nearly took me on some cruise type expense
Dispensin' me some shitty canal
I took the juice because I'm used to one-ways, detours
And destinations of ways in life, I pretends the knife
Stuck in my spine'll be a symbol, how Jack can be nimble
But it's time to make that foggy vision crystal
We gots to get the crystal right

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I want to do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I want to do is take my time (no doubt, take my time)

Well, I don't want to go that far
To sell my soul, I ain't gonna go that far
I'm takin' minds and hearts beyond the shinin' star
Raw dick, honey, I don't want to go that far
So listen, why you riskin' your mentality against mine?
Sick of leadin' love
Sick of leadin' love, leavin' love loud faced
In the vehicle of mine
Them want to do awards, speed of 9.99
Watch 'em, profile the true fall out for so-called friends
Like mercury and water, we just don't blend
I end the game technically, you want to stop me
True gems show affection like Jody Watley, so

Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I want to do is take my time
Just stop takin' me for a ride
All I want to do is take my

Take my
Take my time
Take my
Take my
Take my time
Take my (but I don't want to go that far)

I recall kissin' on my lady, talkin' 'bout makin' babies
Now we made the baby, but cannot connect as legal spouses
Now me and my daughter reside in different houses
What louses up the structure is leavin' things up to
The child lesser than a child runnin' wild from mild pressure
Mega (mega) negative (nega)
To live a master plan when that plan has no master
You stare at false tongues, leadin' the youngin to disaster
Postures of this world is seen as mad crooked
Want your manhood, but, man, your dad took it
We used to swallow 40's and a whole lot of pride
Now as MC's we be frontin' on some whole other vibe
Just because them albums are sealed, doesn't mean
Them lyrics aren't tampered with, let's kill the myth
That as MC's we know it all, we all children still
No tricks for '96, it's due time we build, man

Just stop takin' me for a ride (yes)
Stop gassin' me, stop gassin' me
All I want to do is take my time
All we want to deal is reality
Just stop takin' me for a ride
Stop gassin' me, stop gassin' me
'Cause all I want to do is take my time
Take my time, take my time, c'mon

I been on the streets for about little over two years (right)
Uh, occasionally, I mean I've had, uh, you know, high
Some nice moments, you know, where I thought I might get somewhere (right)
But then something else, something either occurs and I get sidetracked (right)
And then some days it's just, it's just like, uh
You can go two s-, I can go two, three days at a time
Before I start thinking again optimistically or whatever
Because things just happen, I don't, I don't make any money
Uh, panhandling or something like that or hardly any money
I don't get, uh, you know a whole lot of good food to eat for a couple days
Or something like that, or anything even half-way decent
I mean it's not so much, uh, people hitting on you or something like that
'Cause there hasn't, there hasn't been a whole lot of that
But it just gets more depressing and depressing as you go on (right)
And you, I even start thinking, uh, not hallucinations actually
Not a visual or an auditory, but it's just sorta like mental
Mentally depressing, like, I'm in a dark fantasy
Where it, where I even start thinking about that I wanna do this to myself
And you know, just, just really bad depression, you know, some days
Stakes is high

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Writer(s): David Jolicoeur, Kelvin Mercer, Vincent Mason