Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Far Away, artist - Manga Saint HilareDate of issue: 18.05.2017
Song language: English
Far Away |
| Father God, ya dun know |
| So right now me ah stand up and pray to you cuh you dun know how the ting set |
| You see? |
| God, me ah ask you fi just look out fi me and tek me away from all these crasis |
| people, like, far, far away |
| You understand? |
| Dear God, just do this for me |
| Let me do me ting |
| I’m not in these games they start to play |
| I let 'em rest in peace like they passed away |
| I wake up, then works ah run |
| I just pattern myself, then start my day |
| Send up prayers and blessings come down |
| So I don’t penny them like Hardaway |
| I ask for energies from the most high |
| This is the prayer I start to say |
| Far away |
| Lord, keep these pagans far away |
| All these eediats far away |
| Crasis gyal dem far away, so far away |
| Far away |
| Let me spot these dons from far away |
| Bad mind people, far away |
| These eediats far away, so far away |
| When I spit, they get the feels |
| Grime scene Jesus, I take the wheels |
| Rally up, then tally up all the kills |
| Tan 'em up, then I bad 'em up like Will |
| Man ah been OG since '04 |
| Man are OT, OK, you know the drill |
| Man try tell me that I’m underrated |
| That’s cool, ratings don’t pay the bills |
| I run tings, dem man are just running the mill, they’re |
| Punching above their weight though for real |
| I’ve been on the grind for a hundred months |
| And I ain’t stopped doing music yet still (not once) |
| Dem man are some bandwagonist badboys |
| I just do my own ting and build |
| Dem man are wranga, follow some eediat |
| I stay over this side and chill |
| Far away |
| I wake up and I rally and I write |
| Trust me, I’m a daddy on the mic |
| When I run up on the riddim like I’m rolling with a bally and a knife |
| Black tracky in an alley full of mice |
| I shank riddims like Danny has arrived |
| Dem man are swag, their verse ain’t swaggier than mine |
| Hello, daddy has arrived |
| Can’t have none of them vultures round me |
| Certain mandem only happy on a hype |
| But I’m alright here like Cassie in her prime |
| They just do their ting, I do mine |
| Cuh badness just attracts badness |
| But I’m like Badness adlibs, OK, I’m fine |
| Can’t have none of them vultures round me |
| Gotta protect myself at all times |
| I’m not inna these games they start to play |
| I let 'em rest in peace like they passed away |
| I wake up, then works ah run |
| I just pattern myself, then start my day |
| Send up prayers and blessings come down |
| So I don’t penny them like Hardaway |
| I ask for energies from the most high |
| This is the prayer I start to say |
| Far away |
| Lord, keep these pagans far away |
| All these eediats far away |
| Crasis gyal dem far away, so far away |
| Far away |
| Let me spot these dons from far away |
| Bad mind people, far away |
| These eediats far away, so far away |
| Wrangalang, separate, I’m not near them |
| Different wavelengths, I can’t hear them |
| Jah protect so I don’t fear them |
| They celebrate eediats, I don’t cheer them |
| What do you feel like? They’re not like me |
| Protect my chakras and all my chi |
| Man ah don’t entertain no bad vibes |
| It’s dem type of tings I don’t need |
| It’s dem type of tings I don’t pree |
| It’s dem type of tings I don’t preach |
| It’s dem type of tings, I ain’t got time for it |
| Dem type of tings make man look weak |
| I’m tryna keep my aura clean |
| No badman can contaminate me |
| You can’t bring no bumbaholes round here |
| I will feel a vibe when man meets |
| Pause, whoa |
| Never onna no long ting, dem fi know |
| Tek all your crasis ting up the road |
| Don’t tolerate none of dem tings, dem fi know |
| Spider senses, I have to exit |
| When any one of dem man dere try approach |
| Bad energies like currency |
| That’s why dem man are upset cuh dem man are broke |
| Can’t control a man’s soul |
| I let karma just run a man down |
| Spares no one like Hollowman |
| Then they wanna come and holler man, no |
| Certain man ah do shegry all of their life |
| When it comes back, then they can’t cope |
| Lord, give me strength and some guidance |
| To let me avoid all these bumbaholes |
| I’m not inna these games they start to play |
| I let 'em rest in peace like they passed away |
| I wake up, then works ah run |
| I just pattern myself, then start my day |
| Send up prayers and blessings come down |
| So I don’t penny them like Hardaway |
| I ask for energies from the most high |
| This is the prayer I start to say |
| Far away |
| Lord, keep these pagans far away |
| All these eediats far away |
| Crasis gyal dem far away, so far away |
| Far away |
| Let me spot these dons from far away |
| Bad mind people, far away |
| These eediats far away, so far away |