Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Old Him, artist - SOL. Album song Eyes Open EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Sol
Song language: English
Old Him |
8000 miles from home, still I hold it down for my folk |
Surrounded, by nothing but brown skin |
Nothing but love, from the village to the township |
My heart feels weak enough to give up |
Sometimes tears flow quicker than the river |
Smiles get thinner, mouths don’t get dinner |
And somehow, we build houses even bigger |
Back home, my homie bought a Cadillac |
Out here, that’s cash enough to bring the dead back |
My belly’s empty, and not because it’s Ramadan |
I simply lost my appetite seeing children starve |
Thats what’s really hard, not your silly bars |
Not your grill, not your car, not the pills you pop |
Marvin said it you better know what’s going on and |
Life’s a question, answer when the song ends |
Answer when the world ends, dancing so the earth spins |
If the music stops, we’ll get planted in the dirt quick |
Word is they’re talking 'bout us, they said we almost famous |
Guess I forgot about it when I got that plane ticket |
More humble than he’s ever been |
Sun up on his golden skin |
Feelin' something like a fugitive, something like a fugitive |
Running from the old him |
Represent enlightenment, forever young |
Learning from the light within |
Yeah, something like a fugitive, something like a fugitive |
Running from the old him |
Keep it rollin, yeah, Zilla, yeah |
I never dreamed to be a rap star |
I never saved up for a fast car |
But I did act selfish a bit, buy stupid shit, and waste the tools that I had |
Sold out shows, money in the bank, but my ego not swollen, at least I don’t |
think |
But who am I to say, you tell me have I changed |
And if I have, I pray it’s for the better, in Jesus' name |
All Lord Krishna everything, smoking hash on the back waters, Kingfisher drink |
Thinking bigger thoughts than you ever think, if you seen what I seen then you |
god damn better change |
Donated thousands when the earthquake |
Still I felt helpless in a higher place |
Searching for a purpose when I’m buying drinks, buying clothes |
Seein' people dyin' is getting kinda old |
More humble than he’s ever been |
Sun up on his golden skin |
Feelin' something like a fugitive, something like a fugitive |
Running from the old him |
Represent enlightenment, forever young |
Learning from the light within |
Yeah, something like a fugitive, something like a fugitive |
Running from the old him |