Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Belong to the World, artist - Oddisee. Album song The Good Fight, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.04.2015
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
Belong to the World |
Walk around the city by my lonesome |
All that what I see is where the flow from |
There’s a million faces in the place to be |
Get it where they fit in trying slip in which space is me |
Within the sea, am I unique or just another fish |
To grow feet and walk a beach how most done |
Evolvin' at a speed is hard to see I’m in the chill lane |
I be in the lobby in a party where I feel strange |
Never was the cool dude, never was a suave guy |
More like the odd guy, one that women are rude to |
Never wanted to be the type that they were used to |
Now I’m flying somewhere overlooking a dream |
And being overlooked did wonders for my esteem |
Now I get a lot of likes like I’m the one that they grew to |
Something I couldn’t see when I belonged to the scheme |
Separated from the cliques and I created a team |
It was me, Amir Mohamed, Oddisee is the squad |
Much appreciation to 'em both of them gave me a job |
Tried to tell 'em I ain’t part of the commerce of art |
They was «Like yeah you are, you smart» |
I’m just trying to break out the mould |
Trying to do the opposite of everything that I’m told |
Try to put me in a box, already in a globe |
So I don’t get offended by the thinking of the old |
Where I’m at is where I go, and a circle ain’t my thang |
So it seems there were two gangs |
Not enough, but too much changed |
Two extremes and we are caught in the middle |
Forever lost in the process to choose 'tween |
Somebody ask what do you claim |
I belong to the world |
Save a seat for the quiet one |
I’m working hard to make my ones able, there ain’t a place |
That I don’t call home, was dropping beats at the lunch table |
Now you can buy one, gotta keep my funds stable |
The Western world to me is all wrong |
And Babylon becoming unstable, don’t wanna die young |
I’m making moves like the ice caps staying hot |
With a tight track, never spoiled I don’t want labels |
If you can find one, take it that they all wrong |
I’m feeling to unchain you |
And liberate you from the Wall Streets you occupy |
There’s a lot of sky and underneath it a lot of pie |
And you don’t need a bigger plate, just a smaller stomach |
You fed up on the feeling once, and you convinced you want it |
Well go and get it, be another statistic |
Bit off more than you can chew and so you started to vomit |
I don’t go that route, I don’t hang with them |
I just go around the globe and not a turn for the stunting |
And keep it all in house, the world is my backyard |
Don’t try and break my fence, nah |
I’m just trying to break out the mould |
Trying to do the opposite of everything that I’m told |
Try to put me in a box, already in a globe |
So I don’t get offended by the thinking of the old |
Where I’m at is where I go, and a circle ain’t my thang |
So it seems there were two gangs |
Not enough, but too much changed |
Two extremes and we are caught in the middle |
Forever lost in the process to choose 'tween |
Somebody ask what do you claim |
I belong to the world |
What’s a clique, what’s a crew, what’s a gang |
To a brother who been doing this thing all along |
I belong to my name, that’s the only set I claim |
I ain’t bothered by the politics of fame. |
I perform, they |
Put on, that’s the norm, trying to get me on a song like |
Baller this, shooter that, then they got wrong mic |
This the wrong platform, they about the wrong life |
This is for the people I’m just trying to cut a path forward |
Trying make some music for the future that will last long |
Though the never ask for it |
I’ma give it to 'em, I’ma give it to 'em |
Pioneering tunes and forever I’ma live through 'em |
Word to Bob Marley he put memories in melodies |
It’s relevant in the present though he made it in the 70's |
That right there was telling me the classic where it better be |
And if it ain’t then it don’t deserve to represent the pedigree |
Part of the solution, or part of the problem |
All the moving parts in the process revolving |
What are you involved in, answered my calling |
I belong to the world |