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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mick Jenkins
Mick Jenkins
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jayson Jenkins
Jayson Jenkins
Songwriter

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Witnessed the end of our fair lady
Million pieces lost at sea
Ruined is the crew
That's setting sail with me
Oh, Lord, we're sinking, God knows we fall
Set sail for Heaven, praying my soul won't get lost
Pray God accepts me, I know I'm wrong
But we've been shipwrecked since we were born
[Verse 2]
It was 91st and Langley, we were six deep
Stepping up the stairs, black Buick with a slick creep
Moving down the block, we had froze
Felt the tension in my toes, man, who is that, I don't know
Driving slow, man, he probably throwed
See, we was thrown off, it was New Years Eve
I still remember when my baby lungs blew them trees
I still felt like a saint when I drew that breeze
On no corners was I hanging, never banging but I knew them G's
It's been tragic, since Boy Meets World it's been savage
But the goal was never really the beef, it's been cabbage
We kill for it, when we die we can't have it
But we can't kill the habit holding on to this boat till we shipwrecked
[Verse 3]
So we swim upon the shore, I die on sand before the dawn
I watch my **** die afraid, what could I fear
They say the waves will wash our sin
That we were black because our skin
I know we gazed upon the promise, I'm not sure
[Verse 4]
Oh, we got a supernatural love
[Verse 5]
Oh, we got a supernatural love
[Verse 6]
I've been in these waters like the Titanic
Waves crashed down, you'd have thought a **** drowned
But I'm staring at the sky, like, why panic
Don't you know who I pray to, we've been looking like prey
I just caught this shit at the prelude
Peace, I've been keeping it
Step into the wools, forever a black sheep to the herd
How you not heard 'bout this ****
You think you feeling the flow, it's somewhere in the ceiling I'm not hot
Trust I'll be bringing it, **** get it like Popeye
I've been trying to give them what's good
But don't call it food for thought, shit tastes like a hot fry
Shit had a **** so thirsty I couldn't see straight
It was like I was cockeyed
Fam, tell 'em what you seen on the south side, tell 'em
Tell 'em where you've been, ****, tell 'em where you're going
Cold park whenever I was outside
Somebody shooting, ****, even when it's snowing
In the cold you could see the people thirsty
Well, I got a little water right here, you heard me
All you gotta do is take a sip
And I don't want your souls and I do not want your gold
I just do it for the free, my ****, don't trip
Don't trip, I do it for the free, my ****, don't trip
Don't trip, I do it for the free my, ****, don't trip
[Verse 7]
Ten thousand tiny soldiers marching right through my heart
Couldn't keep me at bay
Written by: Jayson Jenkins
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