
Date of issue: 29.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Home & Not Here |
Tell me how to live while I’m skipping through life |
Trying to find a right path never giving to strife |
A lot of dark days ahead while I’m lifting the light |
Struggle with my own thoughts while I’m seeking delight |
Trying to find a better day still spitting the rap |
Will I find a better place when I’m speaking to God? |
It’s only grace that can find a way |
My strength stay a mile away |
Trying to find my place in this earth, never run away |
If I could take it back, I would start, never find a way |
Let my birds play when we’re fine we could fly away |
Touch the sky and never wish a brighter day |
Cause I’ll be home and never ever miles away |
Lift a heavy heart, its fine we could fly away |
We find a way when we thirst for the finer things |
Designer clothes, fame and the diamond rings |
I just want to go home, that’s my final thing |
Verse 2: Sage Poet |
House of many emotions, sacrilegious and holy |
Dualities I’m coping be training my mind to notice |
Anomalies in finer things, finding bliss in hopeless |
Be the Yang and Yin in poet, earth and sky, dusk and dawning |
Life and death moment, Ragnar cries to Odin |
Caged by the homies now declared as opponents |
The enemies are closest friend to foe Judas motives |
Because we once traded stories like Tommy Eagan and Ghost did |
Life and it’s moments, whack side of dopeness |
Ugly side of beautiful little is my offending you |
Flows under the bridge are foes that I’m subjected to |
Now I got to die with the fact envy is killing you |
Blood brothers have now turned into haters |
Motivated by party life, women and paper |
The price of being famous got you turning into traitor |
Love thy neighbor once raised us brothers turned to strangers |
Verse 3: Genetix |
Mind, body and soul, flawless on the low |
I’m feeling like my times up I’m ready to go |
Always lost in thought, long story short |
The beginning of the end is here, let’s make it clear |
The future of a generation hanging in the balance |
They say everything is a combination of nuisance |
Who’s fighting for us? |
who’s standing with us? |
I hope you pay attention like Mary mother of Jesus |
On the Mountain, 2000 years ago it was written |
A further thousand years after Eve ate the forbidden |
A call for revolution is the only thing I’m hearing |
But moral of the story is God is never sleeping |
Children of the sun ready to go against the system |
Quite a perfect time for us to stop playing the victim |
As a genius, I try to keep evolving every time |
The voice of the youth and all pleasure is mine |
Verse 4: King Kananji |
My home is where my mama at |
The four walls gave me power, the forearms of my father |
Held me constant, I know love and all the daughters |
In my heart and four corners she resides |
What up sunshine! |
Let your light shine inside |
Through the windows of my soul I stole a glimpse of the dawn |
Seek shelter under trees and Psalms and palm trees |
And songs a calm breeze on both knees I worship |
Knowing inside is where the church is |
And it’s decorated perfect, every wall is art Basel |
Thieves came through to storm it, me and Ella built a castle |
Now we’re screaming from the rooftop (yeah) |
We got Love and Revolution, what do you got? |
We got generations waiting for the foundation placements in our statements |
Heh! |
They thought we was playing until they played it |
Sticks and stones built a house, I found love and made it home |
Until heavens gates await me, I’ll put heaven in these poems! |
(King!) |