Michael Franti & Spearhead Gas Gauge (Tha World's In Your Hands) lyrics

At days arrival, one man at the table
Eatin' corn flakes, checkin out the paper
His brother walks in from a hard nights caper
Half hungover and looking for his pager

What's in the news today did we find a savior?
Nah, I'm just looking for some part time labor
By the way did you remember put the gas in my ride
Or must I remind you how I lost my last job

Chill with all that chatter, you know, you need to stall
Trust me, baby, bro, that's what big brotha's for
Uh, uh, I got interviews today
So don't even front about my broken gas gauge

By the way things are looking it's a very good day
If I could ever find my wallet I'll be on my way
Bigger brotha steps to his girlfriend's place
Just then the phone rings and it was moms to say

Remind you, big brotha, it's your cousin's birthday
And I'm a need a half dozen eggs for the cake
No problem, moms, I'll tell him later in the day
But now I can't find my wallet gotta go I'm late

The world's in your hands
Don't waste, don't waste your time

Back to the saga, the car wouldn't start up
There he goes, now he's rolling like a baller
Out of the city and into the woods
For a job with a hammer where the pay is good

Reaches in the back seat for his favorite tape
Uh, a condom from his brotha's last date
Damn, my lazy no good brotha
And just as he says it, the car starts to sputter

And sputter, until it outright stops
The gas tank empty, not even a drop
I'm gonna choke that nigga when I reach my spot
Three miles from no place and now I gotta walk

To the top of the hill and down again
'Round the bend page my broth from the old fruit stand
The phone ring rings, yo, it's me your big brotha
I told you not to sweat me when I'm laying with my lover

What? You punk ass broke muthafukka
I told you cut the crap when it came to my endeavors
Chill, baby bro, and don't even start it there's a gallon in
The trunk and if ya need more fart it

Some of my shit along with you lost wallet
Is in the glove box kid, the mystery solven
Take what's yours and leave mine where you saw it
My baby's calling gotta go stay solid

The world's in your hands

Don't waste, don't waste your time

So he hung up the phone in a rush to leave
I forgot to tell my brotha 'bout the cake recipe
Star 69 so he pushed it in
But by now the bigger brotha was pursuing some skins

The phone ring rings, don't answer it
It's my little brotha calling fuckin' with me again
So he beeped him back a one two more times
But he was already naked with his Valentine

Damn, I gotta get back to the ride
What the hell's going on with this day of mine?
Once again up the hill down the other side
What the fucks a cop doin' snooping by my ride?

Yo, officer, check it out, everything is fine
I just ran outta gas and now I'm running outta time
Slow down boy this ain't no race
I can tell you kinda people ain't from this place

Tell you what turn around put you hands on the hood
And your best act good just like a good boy should
Listen up, holdup, I'm speaking the truth
See I'm just trying to get to this here job interview

Shut them lips, boy, don't let 'em get no bigger
Or I'm gonna have to say I was attacked by a nigger
Now if you wanna make it through the morning with me
I suggest you wise up and show me valid ID

Chill, man, alright, problem, we solve it
My brotha put my wallet in the glove box compartment
Alright, you can get it but you don't move quick
Just remember I'm behind you with a full up clip

He opens up the box and to their surprise
Out pops a wallet and the bigger brothers nine
The cop shouts, "Freeze, raise your hand, kid "
He reaches for his wallet and the cop goes blam

Damn, pulp fiction in the car
Another dead homey tryin' a find a job
Back at the crib bigger brotha
Laying up and girlfriend says

Maybe you should give your little brother a call
And don't forget it's your cousin's birthday after all
I will in a minute please let me be
I think he left me a message on the message machine

Big brotha, I'm gonna be home late
And I'm afraid that my day has been great
Can I remind you if it's not too late
To get a half dozen eggs for the birthday cake?