Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Isaiahs Father, artist - Vel The Wonder.
Date of issue: 31.12.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Isaiahs Father |
Until I take the last breath of my life |
I’ll appreciate my time till I face the headlights |
Rest in paradise, yo to all my fallen brothers |
So many days I want to just shoot a ring to your mother |
Say how much we miss you, but honestly |
She still probably blames us for the issue, and thats alright |
Cus deep down inside we know you should have been out with us that night |
After all the slick times, smoking to flip dimes |
Broke with a tall can but we always drink the wealth |
Can someone please get these arrogant bastards some help |
Cus its 51/50 when you posted with our posse |
Rebels with a cause to paint, Salvador Dali |
And Diego too, influenced our crew |
Y Frida Kahlo, 'oye tus manos estan sucia' be my moto |
Im living in tomorrow, cus todays another day wasted yo feelin' sorrow |
And don’t forget to borrow that one last hug |
Shoot one to your moms, show all the homies love |
Cus soon enough, he’s gonna need another angel |
Stripped from the earth with no pain, and feel the rain slow |
Dancing alone, can make you remember how to sing onto the same note |
How to sing onto the same note. |
ya, ya. |
on the same note |
Fuck the physical appearence |
Put more work into your name and how to steer it |
Love your life never fear it |
Try to take the strong path, and whenever you doubt yourself |
Go ahead and play this song loud |
Money is the maker, but what makes the man want the money? |
Other than the materials lovely |
Spend more time with the bees that don’t mind the honey |
But the flowers instead, the power of friends. |
Can outlast any weather, even after you’ve gone and up and left to heaven |
And i promise, we’ll never, ever forget you |
Think of all the forty’s that we drank and the hangovers we been through |
Resurrect you through my pen fluid and if only for a couple of minutes |
Well fuck it man lets do it, ugh. |
And don’t worry about your name |
We still rock them five letters up so in life you catch the fame |
And its the same with ya son, hes still growing rockin' pumas |
And oh ya, im still flowing. |
As for the rest of ya brothers, we all good |
We just wanted to say that we miss you, we love you, its all hood. |
Ay we miss you, we love you, its all hood |
We miss you, we love you, its all hood, yea… |
And don’t forget to borrow that one last hug |
Shoot one to your moms, show all the homies love |
Cus soon enough, he’s gonna need another angel |
Stripped from the earth with no pain, and feel the rain slow |
So feel the rain slow, ugh. |
the rain slow |