Lyrics Light of Day - Al the Native, Dizraeli, M.anifest

Light of Day

I’m out here trying to paint stuff
Art every day it’s all straight love
Dark in the face plus
Certain man wanna tar me with the same brush
Lighten the place up
It’s all good if you wanna make claims up
But I. won’t be marginalised
When I wrote every line on that paper
Nurture my talents
Raise my spirit level keep balanced
My inner rebel needs challenges
Slip through the gates of the palace
Looking that guard in the face
One hand on my ballsack laughing away
Cause ain’t nothing changed bout monarchy
Straight up colony
A lot of our past ain’t great
But I like having women on bank notes
Nothing is beating the strength of a mother
Takes two to tango
And I’ve danced round the truth for that dollar
Been in the squalor, Been in a bit of the horror
Given me reason to holla
Try if you wanna, never will I have a collar
I take the lead don’t bother
Find me in a room full of thinkers
Social smoking.
anti socially drinking
Grabbing Life by the pincers
Shits all good to a person of interest
But somethings in my life have really got me thinking
I’m thinking maybe in a second I should roll…
So I walk like hawk eyed surgeon
Blade for a brain in city that’s dirt grey
See Kentucky Chicken eat person
See a kiddy eat grease for her birthday
See a mum with pram struggle up steps
Ten men walk past no helping
Bumped baby becoming upset
Mum with a anger well held in
Look
Big Pimp Daddy vapes on the corner
Look
Big Pimp drinks strawberry Evian
Look
Big Pimp Daddy misses his daughter
Big Pimp has a porsche called Kelly Anne
And the city does twist and belly dance
City does deal grief with a steady gaze
You stand in it tall and elegant
You make light from it all anyways
Make light when the dawn comes grizzly
One pound for a bowl of banana
Two eyes but we don’t see diddly
Self love is the ultimate answer
For the dark comes thick and fast dunnit
Love comes with a dicky heart dunnit
One pound one grand one punnet of plums
It dunt matter you’re a fabularse fuckwit
Whether Mazda Peugeot or Vauxhall
Flatcap furcoat or mothball
Torah Koran or Gospel
We are nutbags all of us oddballs
And it’s all to play for sunny
Not one of us here has a bloody clue
You go make your money
Just Make sure the light don’t fall out of love with you
It’s all in my head now
Life playing with my sense now
Just waiting for the light of day
Waiting for the light of day, yay
I spend my whole life waiting for the types of ways
To get my whole mind searching for the light of day
But it fills my brain
It throws me away
Broken bottles and ashtrays
Think my demons coming of age
I was not privy to the preview
But I think this living is staged
I still read the news in the dailies
Still dey carry bags for old ladies
But I went banana’s and lost my manners way back in the 80's
Hope is a drug, lovers and thugs
Taking a dose in the veins
Light at the end of the tunnel
Oh abeg I hope e no be train
Chale I dey for my corner
Selling my 2 cents for a quarter
Trying to feng shui my life in order
Get a new visa cross border
Hello to the Big Ben
Immigrant dreams ambition on ten
Naira, Cedis, Pounds and yen
Cause chale broke ain’t got no friends
Take out your purses in churches
You know salvation for purchase
Screaming hosanna hallelujah
Ching ching ching as we sing sing
I’m a survivalist seen the ghost with the bloody lips
In the basement recording this
Hope you caught gist
Just trying to make an art of this
Just trying to be an alchemist
And I think we can even though it might be sinking sand
Still find me a pot to piss
But it’s suffocating sometimes
Throwing tantrums and fits
I peep the future through a peephole
My cynicism really is needless
But i’m an artist I’m sensitive with my shit
Still wear my heart on my sleeveless
It’s all in my head now
Life playing with my sense now
Just waiting for the light of day
Waiting for the light of day, yay
I spend my whole life waiting for the types of ways
To get my whole mind searching for the light of day
But it fills my brain
It throws me away