Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Uncomfortable, artist - Andy Mineo. Album song Uncomfortable, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.09.2015
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Uncomfortable |
| Nobody told me you could die like this |
| Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah |
| Nobody told me, nobody told me |
| We never ever saw it comin', no, no |
| Live it up, live it up |
| Nobody ever told us we could die like this |
| Live it up, live it up |
| Nobody ever told us, we never saw it comin', no |
| Live it up, live it up |
| Nobody ever told us we could die like this |
| Live it up, live it up |
| Corrupted by the comfort we (love, love) |
| God prepare me for the war |
| Comfort be the thing that’ll make a king fall |
| Eyes on the Lord, gotta grip that blade of the sword |
| Tell me how you plan on gettin' swole if you don’t ever get sore (hold up) |
| They say, «Andy, this ain’t music for your core» |
| If they jumpin' ship now, they was never on board |
| I got enemies, man they wanna see me on the floor |
| I got frenemies, couldn’t even tell you who they are |
| If you’re not driven by the mission, you’ll be driven by the cars |
| Focused on what you been gettin' more than becomin' who you are |
| I tried to point 'em to the Son, but why they callin' me a star? |
| Who woulda thought we set they minds free with these bars? |
| In this game, in this biz |
| Want the fame, want get rich |
| Comfort, everybody wantin' it |
| Never knew I could be lost in this |
| This my sophomore, gotta go hard |
| When the show over, no encore |
| I got enough but I want more, want more! |
| Nobody told me you die like this |
| Nobody told me you could die from bliss, yeah |
| Nobody told me, nobody told me |
| We never ever saw it comin' |
| My own people owned people, but they don’t own that |
| They say racism dead, man our president is black |
| Two terms in the White House, that don’t mean jack |
| If we still believe our present ain’t affected by our past |
| First class with a coach bag, I forgot |
| When you start eatin' you lose your hunger then grow fat |
| I apologize for Christians with pickets sayin', «God hates fags» |
| I promise Jesus wouldn’t act like that |
| He said it’s hard for a rich man to get to heaven |
| When we feel like we don’t need God, then we forget Him |
| We tell 'em that, «If you don’t make me money or make me happy |
| Then I ain’t makin' time for ya', so make it snappy» |
| And I think lately you mistake me for a cabby |
| Cause this drive that I got put everybody in the backseat |
| So if you wanna live a comfortable life |
| Make sure you never love nobody, be selfish and never sacrifice |
| We got legal weed that’ll keep us high |
| 'Round the world other people die |
| Where on earth is my wi-fi? |
| Our stomachs full and our pockets fat |
| I need love, there’s a site for that |
| I had more when I had less |
| I think I got too comfortable, yeah |
| I think I got too comfortable |
| I think I got too comfortable, yeah |
| I think I got, I know I got |
| I think I got too comfortable |
| I know I got, I think I got |
| I know I got, a little too comfortable |
| 'Scuse me, sorry. |
| Uh, sorry. |
| 'Scuse me, comin' through. |
| Sorry, 'scuse me. |
| No, it’s cool |
| The next stop is… |
| Uptown! |