WP
Matisyahu
Matisyahu
MATISYAHU
- WP LyricsSlap me Daft, we sat down in the back of the class
To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass
But I'm early to a arival beatbox, you got raps?
Meet me on the football field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback
No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class
But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks
My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap
No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps
Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap
They lost the way, they never had the right map
Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back
So I packed for the schddle dreamed big I wouldn't settle
Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals
I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels
Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible
Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle
Substance dulls the mind
Traife wine clouds the heart
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Bright lights might look nice
But they sure won't make you sharp
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess
To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed
Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F
Now death is all that's left to ponder
I wander off hoping to catch my breath
Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess
To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed
Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F
Now death is all that's left to ponder
I wander off hoping to catch my breath
And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts
And roll up in a tornado twist, now I'm certain
There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth
Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert
When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure
And crawl away in tears
I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach
We walk the halls with a grimace
Yeah they gossip in groups
I try to mind my business and tell the truth
For instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision
Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction
We lean back in the calmest position
And embrace the honesty found within our tension
What's good?
Substance dulls the mind
Traife wine clouds the heart
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Bright lights make you blind
But they sure don't leave you sharp
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Trapped in the elevator of your mind
Is it real, what will you find behind the door
Your imaginations put you in a bind
Around you there's a cloud of gloom
Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room
Can't see outside of your Universe
No more war, there won't be anymore hunger
No jealousy, not even competition
Let go, release, you hold the keys
Time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we are something
Let go, release, you hold the keys
It's time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we'll be something
Welcome to the desert of my soul
You can stay if you like
There's room for one more
There's room for one more
To seize knowledge we don't need, I forgot my late pass
But I'm early to a arival beatbox, you got raps?
Meet me on the football field, don't sleep on field, the quarterback
No one clapped when we locked in, it was removal of our class
But my flag got captured and I fell between the cracks
My tool for inspiration turned into a handicap
No matter how I tried, I just couldn't fill the gaps
Those whipper snappers, they got trapped old chap
They lost the way, they never had the right map
Needed a sneak attack to slap the demons off my back
So I packed for the schddle dreamed big I wouldn't settle
Put the pedal to the metal and returned to fundamentals
I'll never forget running through the hall with all y'all rebels
Roaming through the high land, young bucks invincible
Echoes in my brain, if kids report to the principle
Substance dulls the mind
Traife wine clouds the heart
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Bright lights might look nice
But they sure won't make you sharp
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess
To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed
Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F
Now death is all that's left to ponder
I wander off hoping to catch my breath
Yeah, misty morning and my mum's a mess
To make matters worse dog my pops is stressed
Life is a test, make the grade or catch an F
Now death is all that's left to ponder
I wander off hoping to catch my breath
And hold it, mold my memories from untold scripts
There's a pertinent reason I'm on this earth
Seasons change in white plains, but we remain alert
When new school years appear, fools fear for a failure
And crawl away in tears
I play Popeye the Sailor and stay with spinach
We walk the halls with a grimace
Yeah they gossip in groups
I try to mind my business and tell the truth
For instance, I listen, see it all with basketball court vision
Ignoring ignorance in fields of fiction
We lean back in the calmest position
And embrace the honesty found within our tension
What's good?
Substance dulls the mind
Traife wine clouds the heart
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Bright lights make you blind
But they sure don't leave you sharp
You can't sew a stitch with one hand
While you're taking it apart
Trapped in the elevator of your mind
Is it real, what will you find behind the door
Your imaginations put you in a bind
Around you there's a cloud of gloom
Swallow the key, lock yourself in a room
Can't see outside of your Universe
No more war, there won't be anymore hunger
No jealousy, not even competition
Let go, release, you hold the keys
Time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we are something
Let go, release, you hold the keys
It's time we evaporate into the breeze
We are nothing, we'll be something
Welcome to the desert of my soul
You can stay if you like
There's room for one more
There's room for one more
Facts about WP
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WP is written by Matthew Miller, Jonah David, Aaron Dugan, Joshua Werner.
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It is first released on March 07, 2006 as part of Matisyahu's album "Youth" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 7th track on this album.
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When we think about what all of this might truly mean, Matisyahu's 'WP' is a song that uses various metaphors and images to refer to the issues one encounters in life such as the metaphor of getting stuck in an elevator of one's brain and the battle for light. It points out the necessity of casting aside all bad vibes, being truthful, and attaining inner tranquility in the midst of disorder and uncertainty. The Wp lyrics mainly focus on inspiration, reflection, hope, angst, and nostalgia. Simultaneously, the song underlines the struggles of identity and the process of self-discovery, the drug use impact, honesty and truth, and hope and durability. There are some adult topics and allusions to tension, drug use, and personal problems in the lyrics that might not be appropriate for very young kids. Still, there is no offensive language or extreme content which makes the song suitable for older children accompanied by parents.
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WP falls under the genre Reggae.
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WP song length is 3 minutes and 58 seconds.
Who wrote WP lyrics?
WP is written by Matthew Miller, Jonah David, Aaron Dugan, Joshua Werner.
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When was WP released?
It is first released on March 07, 2006 as part of Matisyahu's album "Youth" which includes 13 tracks in total. This song is the 7th track on this album.
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What is the meaning behind WP lyrics?
When we think about what all of this might truly mean, Matisyahu's 'WP' is a song that uses various metaphors and images to refer to the issues one encounters in life such as the metaphor of getting stuck in an elevator of one's brain and the battle for light. It points out the necessity of casting aside all bad vibes, being truthful, and attaining inner tranquility in the midst of disorder and uncertainty. The Wp lyrics mainly focus on inspiration, reflection, hope, angst, and nostalgia. Simultaneously, the song underlines the struggles of identity and the process of self-discovery, the drug use impact, honesty and truth, and hope and durability. There are some adult topics and allusions to tension, drug use, and personal problems in the lyrics that might not be appropriate for very young kids. Still, there is no offensive language or extreme content which makes the song suitable for older children accompanied by parents.
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Which genre is WP?
WP falls under the genre Reggae.
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How long is the song WP?
WP song length is 3 minutes and 58 seconds.
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Songwriter(s): Matthew Miller, Jonah David, Aaron Dugan, Joshua Werner
Record Label(s): 2005, 2006 SONY BMG MUSIC ENTERTAINMENT
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