1970 - MOD SUN

I swear it’s 1970

Let’s take em back

Let’s go

Yeah, I swear it’s 1970

I’m up in San Fran, off of Haight and Ashbury

Shot gun in the vee dub, I’m screaming out free love

We writing history, quit reliving that rerun

Hitchhike to Venice, became an apprentice

Of a guru who used to serve Dalai Lama at breakfast

And he taught me relativity to orchestrate a symphony

Of positivity, empathy, synergy, and divinity

Health, success, and happiness will always be my mantra

Possessions don’t own me man, I learned that shit from my rasta

You got the whole world on a string

Learned that from Frank Sinatra

Long live the lizard king, forever

I’ma be the change that I want to see

People gon remember me, I swear it’s 1970

Money’s cool and everything but I’d rather make a memory

I swear it’s, I swear it’s 1970

Thousand miles an hour, think weed is a flower

We fight the fist with peace signs of power til hate is devoured

We dry the eyes of tears we encounter, no more debbie downer

I don’t even get sour when someone like

«Hey, yo take a shower, you hippy»

I swear it’s 1970

No better feeling than chillin in Grenich Village, illest (quote me)

I’m stealin in ginsberg in case you all bless me (holy)

Flow taught me survival, poetry was the bible

One Flew Over The Coop was a message that spoke to my soul

Scoring goals like no goalie, we standing up to the bully

Prepare to speak until they hear it, like kindred spirit’s Spicole

On a journey to unite the world and no one can slow me

Impossible says I’m possible, back to the story

I’ma be the change that I want to see

People gon remember me, I swear it’s 1970

I swear it’s 1970

That’s 1970 shit man

Come anytime with me

Mod Sun

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