Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Feeling of Flying (Produced by Markis Precise), artist - Brother Ali. Date of issue: 19.11.2015
Song language: English
The Feeling of Flying (Produced by Markis Precise) |
| Intro: Brother Ali] |
| Bismillah, ya Allah, I make this a song about |
| About witnessing God through healing |
| And let it be what it is, I turn it over to you |
| Love, love, love |
| I’m tired of crying |
| Destroying and building |
| I’m done denying |
| I’m removing the ceiling |
| My whole life I’ve been dying |
| I’m getting busy living |
| I feel like I’m flying |
| I’m not asking permission |
| There’s a cost for loving, it’s the cost of living |
| Don’t remorse for nothing, I just pray I’m forgiven |
| The telephone’s ringing, and the past is calling |
| It don’t offer me nothing, don’t ignore it, just listen |
| Survival tactics are perfect for survival mode |
| But they no longer serve a purpose once your life goes on |
| That suffering will always be a part of me |
| But to serve suffering, is idolatry |
| Shout out to Liza Garza, Samir and Aja Black |
| Respect to Shaykh Hamza, one day I’ll pay y’all back |
| What I learned my thirty-sixth time around the track |
| I’m hugging every single curve, never looking back |
| Pain is a revelation, what a scar is revealing |
| Gone but not forgotten, thank God for healing |
| Maybe the blessing that I’m missing in Salat is kneeling |
| To to return me to my feet, I forgot that feeling |
| I’m tired of crying |
| Destroying and building |
| I’m done denying |
| I’m removing the ceiling |
| My whole life I’ve been dying |
| I’m getting busy living |
| I feel like I’m flying |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I feel like I’m flying |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| It’s the feeling of flying |
| I’m acquainted with shame, I hated my name |
| I validated their claims and I stayed in my lane |
| I’m mistaking the chain, thought it was a lifeline |
| Just because it’s been around me all my lifetime |
| Success meant the world kinda felt out of tilt |
| Survivor guilt made me try to kill what I had built |
| And despair felt just like loyalty |
| I saw betrayal and the day feel joyfully |
| I done cried the blues, 'til my eyes refused |
| To make water for sorrow too dry to produce |
| I was tryna get loose, I climbed out of that noose |
| Now how could I accuse, the Most High of abuse? |
| I got a hole in my soul that the pain dug |
| And now I let it overflow when the rain comes |
| It’s the bittersweet taste when I make love |
| I can’t trust it’ll be there when I wake up |
| I’m tired of crying |
| Destroying and building |
| I’m done denying |
| I’m removing the ceiling |
| My whole life I’ve been dying |
| I’m getting busy living |
| I feel like I’m flying |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| It’s the feeling of flying |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| I’m not asking permission |
| It’s the feeling of flying |
| There’s a cost for loving, it’s the cost of living |
| Don’t remorse for nothing, I just pray I’m forgiven |
| The telephone’s ringing, and the past is calling |
| It don’t offer me nothing, don’t ignore it, just listen |
| I’m tired of crying |
| Destroying and building |
| I’m done denying |
| I’m removing the ceiling |
| My whole life I’ve been dying |
| I’m getting busy living |
| I feel like I’m flying |
| I’m not asking permission |
| It’s the feeling of flying |
| It’s the feeling of flying |
| It’s the feeling of flying |