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Went to Senegal to finish an album And how I felt Was no matter how it comes out It's good for my mental health Time away from timelines With timelines Mrs. Debra cried when her son was young Cuz his palms ain't have a long lifeline I lost my dog to the streets But street cats live in dog years 7 years is a lifetime A soul can bring Peace to the dark in the moment it takes the stars to light at nighttime Pieces of our soul Are just reflections of a-like shine When I pick up the mic it's like The flu game, My goal is finding words To uplift you through a trying time I know the future looks bleek But if he can make it out of Marcy We can reach the coast of Africa to see what Marcus Garvey saw for us It's hard to see the trees for all the forrest Even in the richest country we the poorest I guess, I care a lil less if the hook not catchy Be sure to catch the lessons in the chorus Some of what's to be learned Can't be heard through a speaker Be a student of the moment Let life be your teacher I'm listening for lessons Asking questions with my actions Painting pictures with my words Drawing essays with the captions Frame it how you wanna I'm working on being still As we focus on making a big move next year Done seeing our mammas crying We on to the next tier Looking at the old country as a new frontier Innovation is new perspectives on an old idea Would rather send my love remotely Than be controlled by fear I know the future looks bleek But if he can make it out of Marcy We can reach the coast of Africa to see what Marcus Garvey saw for us It's hard to see the trees for all the forrest Even in the richest country we the poorest I guess, I care a lil less if the hook not catchy Be sure to catch the lessons in the chorus
Writer(s): Charleston Parham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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