NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA I got a feeling right NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA This ain't going right Can't see the wood for the trees Can't feel the wind for the breeze Militant screaming on me leaning To the left, to the right In the middle lose the meaning So many dons say they're wise So many bloods telling lies Can't see the wood for the trees Can't feel the wind for the breeze Reaching for the right vibe Learn about the vibe from the scribe And then running firm with the tribe The harder they come the harder they fall The vibe myust conquer overall Reachin' to make sense of the time Reasoning up the thoughts in rhyme Can't see the world for the trees Can't feel the wind for the breeze Hey now Reaching for the right vibe If I had the chance to make one decision I would let each man walk the earth Under equal condition If I had the chance to make one decision I would try to floy through the isms and the schisms NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA NA DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO DO