Losing It Songtext
von Joe Samba

Hey Mr. Samba, it′s slow come perform for the summer
I book a new room cause they shut down the other so
Grab your things and jam for a dollar
The people love hanging when I don't charge a cover so

I′m reluctant to accept this. I'm gonna drive a long way
Then gonna regret this. Jamming for some tips
Ain't too bad in perspective. But I′m gonna have to
Landscape for some breakfast
I′m rolling high, smoke a doink on the way
What's the time? Oh my God I′m late
Too many things going on in my brain
I think I'm losing it
I think I′m losing it. (I'm losing it)

So I realize my mind is fine, experience a
World that my brain designed
Barely try the stars align
Elements clashing it at all ignites


No way switch it up and I dig in
Little bare feet for the vibe, and we chillin
I remember cold ass nights no heat trying to make it
Miles on my back so I don′t gotta to fake it
Get elevated it's just what we did
We changed up the name, so we changed up the script
Ain't gonna stop till we all sitting pretty
Me and Samba rockin shows in the city

Smoother than a tuchus. The heads they overlook us
The hustle never shook us. I′m relying on a ruckus
People underestimate the life you can commemorate
If you choose to relevate the questions you incarcerate
Open up wide be a book, can you read?
Won′t see your mind, spill it out, time to speak
Question your philosophy the answers at your feet
Man I think I'm losing it, don′t tell me how to be

I think I'm losing it. (I′m losing it)

I need a little cash money just to get me to the next
In a couple years I'll be cashing them checks
Not trying to intimidate or show you my flex
A positive, a negative I′m gonna be the best
Baby line it up in a single file
I'm taking my percentage but it's gonna take a while
Only making music cause it makes me smile
I′m taking my percentage but they put me on trial