Straight outta Thailand, the reiligous sanctum for hoes/
ordering the noodles, exploiting society is how far it goes/
me be makin my journey for 13 hours strong, cant sleep, cant shit seems to go on/
Watching her do the walk, eventually i hear her singing the same old song/
'check your safety belt and tray table securely tightened,' check check all remains strong/
Im like king-kong, im high above the world, scoping the horizon/
the menu's frequently changing, to suite all tastes but always surprisen/
I become subcided, surrounded by all Funky odours/
Drift into space and fall to a state of composure...
as i fall my comfort shook, to the left i look, nomore waiting/
a feeling of relief, complete, alive i was, after the anticipating/
stating emotions that are runnin through my mind after shock/
pollution hits like a chilli when u get to Bangkok
(i can deal wit critics and disses but ill be bk...)
p.s if ur on a positive note than... my condolences
