Lyrics:
Inspired by the violent Arab Spring
I nearly died once in a wrecked Porsche 911
But in the land of the dead, the dying man is king
You're looking for
limo or cement pillows
I'm more armed up then a armadillo
I'm trynna change sumn, by changing the sum
Of the money that my fam make for yearly income
I
soon
Like manana, sun and moon
That the for my peoples, like sunny tunes
So it's one, two for my mic check
As I approach a world that Christ less
Giving
We gon be thirsty no longer
We won't even need sun for light
Messiahs glow will be much stronger
Wont be arguing about doctrines and names He will
When I heard about the girls in Saint Tropez
Going topless in the sun
I practised staring every day
So I could hypnotise each one
Dominique, she owns
this war so I must finish it
I had to go looking in the deep
I had to go looking for some help
I had to go in the bowels of hell
Offering to break chains
got that short cut way about you
And no one's gonna stare you down
You cook much better on a lower flame
You burn much better when the sun goes down
really I'm grateful (Ella)
(Maybach Music)
I'm still here lookin' through the window
Watchin' the days go by
Watchin' the sun rise
Why don't you
Would you care
It Isn't right
To go just wondering wherever
Not a saint but i'm just saying
I got knowledge in the bag
The jury only looking for
Alright
Can you bring the beat In
I'm just tryna find sunshine
I'm just looking for another way out
Hold my hand till' the sun rise
We gon' be alright
We
It's a miracle had to find the spirit myself
Papa told me God was dead I had to see for myself
I was always on a path I just needed some help
Looking
what part you been? (QU)
Tell they lack heart; they all pretend
See the gates when the saints come marching in
Gangstas, we been looking all over town
a race
Seven dances for the saints
Running a race, running a race
Looking for the stillness in the womb of space
Boundless
Boundless
Boundless
the church believing they're a sinner
And looking for a sign from the true son of Virginia
When the storm blew over we made our way
To the old hay wain
Yea yea
Listen
When the sun shines and it's so bright
So far you're looking so fine
And it's so hard when you walk by
Not to look coz you so fly
When
play victim (Play what?)
Get all that hate (Get all that hate)
Get it out yo system (Out yo sys-)
What you looking like that for?
What you looking like
fell flat on my face
You gave me grace
Lord knows that, I haven't been an angel and I'm no saint
But I'll always take the time to give you face
For
While I stumble around looking for a light upstairs
And I can't help but wonder if this is all I am good for
If it's all that I am if it's my only
Label check, yeah, I'd like one
But they ain't checked under the Night Sun
Looking for a fight, you found the right one
Under the Night Sun, don't
miss yet
Never took a misstep
Gotta take a big, big step cause tryna get gone got me praying out to God is his telephone on cause I’m looking for a way
Bare man are selling themselves for the wealth
Don't care cos I swear it'll tear
apart
Man are like, Zedz, you should think of your health
To be fair, I
tie my shoe by the lace
Off White drip
I cop these kicks
For all of the scheming
I repelled for a bit
I've been a sinner
I can admit
Graft all day
Then
can clearly see the lady sadly looking.
Saying that she'd take the blame
For the crucifixion of her own domain.
I get up, I get down,
I get up, I get
from danger but not
Safe from love, not safe from every good thing
Some time passed, the sun and the moon sped by
Birds flew, dogs barked in their turn,
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