制作
作曲和作词
Gilberto Caleffi
词曲作者
Lance Sampson
词曲作者
歌词
You can never get all the time you spent
Giving back on their lives you claim
We live like to be done in vain
And afraid to live life reclaimed
At least I can admit them my wrongs and haze
To phase we go through in a younger days
And we were killed for build
Your local carson tape
Sit down in the middle of incarceration
Televising the strains how they choose the tape us
Traced in the niche progress made
And figuring out the names on my kids could pass by
Blood mixed on the sacred land
Turn white stone the brick
Brick stone of sand
Look closely in the palm of man
To see a black woman standing in a perfect stance
Slow it down we in a (rush)
To the grave keep praying on a (hush)
If it flow keep flowing let it (buss)
We in a screen and forget how to (touch)
We live in life not knowing how to (love)
To the grave keep praying on a (hush)
Take a minute to reflect no (rush)
We in a scream we forget how to (touch)
We live in life not learning how to (love)
Rush hush buss touch love
We need to relearn how to love
The books we pass on
To what kids to read
And hope they comprehend the texts and see
To send every line subconsciously
I mean the fight is getting them off them screens
It's not what it's shop to be
We secured the teams like bussing three
We can get deep first let me cross the sea
And learn how they make soup subculturally
With harmony and tones that even
And road trip different coastal seasons
The lake used to be deep now what's the reason
(rush)
To the great keep praying on a (hush)
If it flow keep flowing let it (buss)
We in a stream and forget how to (touch)
We live in life not knowing how to (love)
To the great keep branding on a (hush)
Take a minute to reflect no (rush)
We in a screen and forget how to (touch)
We live in life not knowing how to (love)
To the great keep praying on a (hush)
If a flow keep flowing and let it (buss)
We in the screen and forget how to (touch)
Live in life not knowing how to (love)
To the grave keep praying on a (hush)
Ticking minutes to reflect no (rush)
We in the screen and forget how to (touch)
We live in life not learning how to (love)
Written by: Gilberto Caleffi, Lance Sampson