Anderson Paak - Hand Over Hand lyrics

[Verse 1] It's the American dream But if you pull on the thread, it's gonna tear at the seam See what I mean? We don't tend to scream Baby, we just stare at the screen Like it's a preacherman up at the pulpit Some with the scars end up holding the bullwhip Another angry kid unloading a full clip And I could tie a pretty bow on this bullsh** But let's not lie for another second We see the trouble, we're rubberneckin No doublecheckin, if it's an issue we have to grapple The words are caught in my Adam's apple I make my body a happy chapel Cause every person's a tabernacle But there's no feeling you gotta hide So let's all pray to the God inside, say it now [Chorus] Never needed a hand til you needed a hand You never know how to walk until you understand Coulda been anything that you needed to be How many more do you want? How many more do you need? Still I wish I could break free It's that same old simple song I still believe How many more do we need? Before it's hand over hand Love over everything [Verse 2 (Anderson .Paak)] That's me with the long arm Screaming at the top dog, spilling my blood on the cement We willing to roll now, sick of getting mowed down f** if I dope now, it'd k** me Cause I'd rather be known for the dealing Than known to be hooked on the feeling How many more gotta go now? How many more gotta go down? I'll stand in the rain witcha, just to get a little bit of glimpse of the plain picture People need a pinch just to get em to wake up You'll be in a ditch before I get you to wake up, say it bruh Whoever said it wasn't fair, they was telling the truth I'd be a liar if I said there was nothing to prove [Chorus] [Verse 3] They say we gotta know our role Kiss the bottom of the totem pole Set goals, and then go for gold But we hibernate and hide inside our gopher holes I wanna smoke a bowl, a hand on my dick While the other one is busy clicking the remote control I'm no Dalai Lama of the sofa but I hear I gotta go to Where the sinners face the roasting coals You say that your heart ain't got no holes, well b**h please Let's all admit that we got souls like Swiss cheese But wishing isn't gonna fill this abyss And no hand over hand over fisted riches is fixin what's missin If I wanna k** this monotony I know the answer is a light that I got in me I got no university degree in philosophy But I know that every baby's born with the lock and key [Chorus]