Lyrics Rudimental - Moxie Raia, Jimi Tents

Rudimental

I can’t explain the way you make me feel
Locked with the sun in our eyes
God knows it’s a beautiful life
I set my intention and I keep it real
Power to not feel the pain
Wisdom to wash it away
I can’t explain it all, but something came in the night
And it washed my soul and made me whole
And now everything’s alright
Shining and losing a light and grow
If we never try, then we’ll never know the basics
Don’t let it pass you by
So, tell me when it all goes down?
Are you gonna be around?
I know you’re gonna make it in
But are you gonna make it out?
So tell me will you stop and stare?
Or are you gonna stand and speak?
Yeah, when it comes to history
Who you gonna be?
It’s the rudimental things that make the world turn
Forget whatever you know
Follow what you have been told
I will love you better, so that you don’t forget
Gone with the world in your hands
A child’s the father, a man
I can’t explain it all, but something came in the night
And it washed my soul and made me whole
And now everything’s alright
Shining and losing a light and grow
If we never try, then we’ll never know the basics
Don’t let it pass you by
So, tell me when it all goes down?
Are you gonna be around?
I know you’re gonna make it in
But are you gonna make it out?
So tell me will you stop and stare?
Or are you gonna stand and speak?
Yeah, when it comes to history
Who you gonna be?
Who you gonna be?
Who you gonna be?
Who you gonna be?
Yeah
Growing up I never thought I’d be a role model
To me it’s crazy I relate to what I jot down
Half my neighbourhood survived returning coke bottles
The other half is middle class that played the class clown
So often with no options, worked from so worthless to show stopping and globe
trotting
Both my parents had to die living the dream
So who am I to tell you don’t believe?
No matter if it’s winter, spring, summer, fall
Tell 'em that we want it all
Always going down the round
When there ain’t no one to call
Can I trade my chocolate tie?
In for a wonder ball
Momma, I just wanna ball
Momma, I just wanna ball
And I don’t ain’t need someone to love me like you do
Promise I’mma make it up to you
Not a fan of letting go
Gotta fight and have you know I’m here for you
So, tell me when all goes down?
Are you gonna be around?
I know you’re gonna make it in
But are you gonna make it out?
So tell me will you stop and stare?
Or are you gonna stand and speak?
Yeah, when it comes to history
Who you gonna be?
Who you gonna be?
Who you gonna be?
Who you gonna be?