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Forbidden love; youth consumed by their urges And a moment of bliss birthed generational curses Placed the sins of the father on seeds who didn't deserve it While we're on this earth we do what we can to reverse it This is not a mission for you to try to belittle We were born savages, we just try to be civil So please don't test us unless you want to be stretchered No sense in wreckless aggression coz that might defer our blessings And I'd be left with regret on how we did our brothers Forgiving self is often harder than forgiving others May God bless us despite the fact that we're wretched We're trying to build our dreams live and in living colour We will get there. All it takes is patience Some proper preparation and then it's off to the races Jotting down my dreams of the top while I'm in the basement As I envision the scene right on the day that we make it and we're White wine sipping, sitting in fine linen Out on beach chairs, we laugh and recline in them And we dine different, we talk with a don's wisdom Predicted this fly living, we're blessed with divine vision 'Cause we're white wine sipping, sitting in fine linen Out on beach chairs, we laugh and recline in them And we dine different, we talk with a don's wisdom Predicted this fly living, we're blessed with divine vision While you're running your race it's easy to be distracted By that brother getting love 'cause he's in a higher bracket See him as competition for all the trinkets he's lit up You don't check the composition 'cause all you see is the glitter Now you're bitter because he's driving a Bentley Not knowing he's divorced and goes back to a home that's empty Last week they pumped his stomach, was full of Xanax and Henny Everybody's load is heavy, careful of what you envy Only compare myself to who I was a day ago In search of the sublime there's still a long way to go It's still progress even if you seem to take it slow Don't forget those humble lessons when you make it though Watching joint ashes fall in my ash tray Up late browsing through housing in Camp's Bay Imagining the mornings we're catching the matinée Merrily applauding the songs that the band plays as we're White wine sipping, sitting in fine linen Out on beach chairs, we laugh and recline in them And we dine different, we talk with a Don's wisdom Predicted this fly living, we're blessed with divine vision 'Cause we're white wine sipping, sitting in fine linen Out on beach chairs, we laugh and recline in them And we dine different, we talk with a Don's wisdom Predicted this fly living, we're blessed with divine vision
Writer(s): Francis Chanthunya Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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