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headcase - just cruising lyrics

[intro]
today’s too beautiful to be sitting inside, man!
so pack your stuff up and grab your favorite cds
we’re going for a ride
yeah… it’s headcase
i got my man nice krispy riding shotgun
and my man scottie royal on the track

[verse one: headcase]
back when i was younger, whenever my spirit was feeling under
i’d grab a few cds, jump in the car and burn rubber
most of the time, i didn’t even need a destination
any excuse to go riding, i’d do it, no hesitation
now i’m older and a tank of gas is more expensive
but it’s too beautiful outside for me to go against it
it’s time to take a ride – nah, my name isn’t jack
but i’m ’bout to hit the road until the pavement cracks
i’m on the highway, system blaring with the windows down
the music washes over and i’m one with the sound
i take a deep breath, and inhale that fresh air
it triggers something in my mind to let go of all my cares
i can’t think of a better feeling
it’s like a form of spiritual healing when i hear my tires peeling
relaxing – we all have our own way to do it
as for me, driving is what i find most therapeutic

[hook](2x)
one time for the ramblers out there road trippin’
trying to get away when this life feels like a prison
we all got somewhere to go and we’ll keep it moving
but for right now, we’re just cruising

[verse two: nice krispy]
hip-hop don’t stop, let these wheels keep spinning
a tequila ginger sunset is dipping in the distance
sub-woofers splitting, sound system hitting
breeze on my face, windows down like its sizzling
no ac, no matter, i’m pimping
cruising through the country like i’m up and on a mission
cruising down these back roads, burning up tobacco
there is no telling when my key is in ignition
where i might be or where i might go
i may be over hee, or i may be long gone
so if you get my voicemail and i don’t call back
you are probably dealing with a dead cell phone
or just a dude in a zone just trying to be left alone
journeying through the evening while playing his favorite songs
just let me slip away while some clarence carter is on
and i’ll be peachy as they come till the heifers come home, man!

[hook](2x)

[verse three: headcase]
my stereo is playing nothing but cl-ssic jams
my mood is so good, i can’t even get mad about a traffic jam
i don’t know where i’m going, but i’ll find out when i get there
cops patrolling the highway, but i ain’t even a bit scared
word to eddie vedder, you see things so much clearer
once your problems are in your rear view mirror
the ride home is so humbling, but i won’t stay there too long
i got the key to the highway like that old blues song

[verse four: nice krispy](headcase)
while the asphalt cracks and my michelin’s burn
i’m liable to haul -ss through the nooks and the curves (yeah)
drawing from my marlboro like i’m losing my nerve
but losing my nerve ain’t gon’ put my whip in a swerve (nope)
i got the wheel gripped tighter than stallone doing curls
road tripping through the seasons till i travel the world
like mase and diddy, taking y’all to throwback city
it’s case and krispy, continue hip-hopping the world!

[hook](4x)

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