
Yagebu Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
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Lighter hold the fire against the pyre
Rekindling the wick, anoint your head brighter
Higher place you was looking, blind to horizontal
I'm blind to you disgruntled, glasses for tomorrow
I broke the promise to not make a promise
Or am I promising that I could never make a promise
Promise you can make it to the Promised Land
It's not my promise but it's one promise I'll promise with a shaken hand
Twenty nine, one-one, O-three, a newborn
Eighteen laps 'round the Star, I'm newborn
Baptised in His water, and the Ghost, newborn
That was forty years after you was, newborn
Check it
Like luggage
Through it, we all rummage
Old memories feel better, when you can't touch it
Old memories feel better, when you just peeping
I don't remember the memories when we were beaming
Cause it cozy when it looking all rosy
But all around me flowers wasting away; none of us bleed
Help me make it make sense, 'cause he still making them cents
And now you clean us with holy, water still on my pants
My liver pugilist with alcohol
Still, I'm all pissed off
Every night you ring up his line, to get your shit off
The cubicle
Crucible of marriage
Ends with funeral
It's kids, love, you, them, that crumbles and then breaks the roof
Listen
We all fall down, and then hit the floor
Nobody calm now, my glass sip some more
Door creaks open that's a dangerous omen
That shit ain't feng shui
We all pay with souls and not tokens
A broken home, choking with my little heart in my throat
Broken heart, 'cause you had your fucking dick in her throat
To think we freed up our sched, you need to clean up your head
And not just clean up your head, start by thinking with your head, talk to us
You need to talk to us
Please come and walk with us
Business trip with a Walkman
But now you need to walk, man
Talk man, her screams grate like chalk man
Stalk man, Stalk man, block it off like caulk man
It's all them, lunar moon Hen, you in your den
Appalling, father help me solve them, we balling and bawling
Eyes Niagara, who knows then
I'm chosen, not by Father, but by you man
The toucan, flies away, but only two can
You chose the bread not the crew, man
But choosing, the only way not lose them
It's foolish, diasporic suffering
Voice muffled in, breaking out, only stumbling
We have to say goodbye, so we can meet again
See the sun don't shine, show your eyelids, there the stars my friend
When you talk man
That's what happens then
Shooting for the stars, not the moon, land on mars, my son
Keep it down to earth, rebirth, like your mama's one
Tell me how it tastes, victory, like your mama's won
Tell me how it feels, intimacy, like your mama's son
I say, I feel golden
I can't tell if it's gaudy or if it's sullen
All of a sudden
These foreigners make home feel like its foreign
Like Florence
Art history our pedigree
Our history it's broken pieces
Still none of y'all can fuck with he
Father he know how to wrestle Jesus