Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Visiting Hour, artist - Raekwon. Date of issue: 23.03.2017
Song language: English
Visiting Hour |
| I wanna be where you are |
| Where you are |
| You see my heart won’t let up |
| I’m trying not to fall |
| Wish I could write you a letter |
| I know you heard it all before |
| What I mean |
| What I want is |
| I want to be where you are |
| Where you are |
| Safe from harm |
| In your arms |
| In your |
| Got to stay on my feet, I can’t slip |
| Remain focused because these vultures are lurking |
| Praying I don’t win |
| But they can forget about it because I ran for this |
| Yeah tears and sweat devoting my life I planned for this |
| Keeping the slammer close, I’m not alone |
| Smoking that black cabbage |
| Making my enemies go poof begone |
| So the facts is |
| Money make niggas throw rocks at the throne |
| I’m thinking |
| Spoilin' their action |
| Reality is I mean business |
| Please stay out my way |
| For real I’m serious, negativity out my space |
| I wear grown man britches, this is no child’s play |
| Making haters love me |
| So our relationship is love/hate |
| See I describe great |
| And you despise that |
| Putting pressure back in this game |
| Word from this live cat |
| Niggas besides that |
| I’m from a place where most don’t make it out alive |
| And homicide can’t even buy that |
| You see my heart won’t let up |
| I’m trying not to fall |
| Wish I could write you a letter |
| I know you heard it all before |
| What I mean |
| What I want is |
| I want to be where you are |
| Where you are |
| Safe from harm |
| In your arms |
| In your |
| Some of my niggas is still taking penitentiary chances |
| Life lessons |
| They never learned whether they lived or die |
| They not concerned |
| Caught in the system |
| Flips, they got mouths to feed |
| By any means they got to earn |
| Who am I to knock 'em |
| If they cover their faces stocking |
| Run up in the spots and let the Glock kick |
| That used to be me |
| Young, ruthless, and carefree |
| Until I seen the bigger picture |
| Shifted, my way of thinking |
| That 25 to life is real |
| So is the casket once it close on you |
| Word to the youth |
| Its not a game, cause life’ll swerve on you |
| And she’s a bitch |
| And could care less about the nerves on you |
| To either what I’m saying |
| One day it might change your life |
| From poor to rich living |
| Better fresher in white leather |
| From out the hand me downs |
| Flashing high-priced threads |
| Matching the foreign cars in the driveway |
| Living that wealth forever |
| From me to you young world |
| Here’s my letter |
| You see my heart won’t let up |
| I’m trying not to fall |
| Wish I could write you a letter |
| I know you heard it all before |
| What I mean |
| What I want is |
| I want to be where you are |
| Where you are |
| Safe from harm |
| In your arms |
| In your |
| Coming from the city where they run out |
| You know I seen it all before |
| I ain’t here to judge you, I’ve been down |
| You know I done it all before |
| Coming from the city where they run out |
| You know I seen it all before |
| I ain’t here to judge you, I’ve been down |
| You know I done it all before |