Water Into Wine

(альбом: I Am Struggle - 2013)

Life took a turn for the better, I'm on the right road
I'm weighed down, I've never carried a light load
A lotta turbulence, bumpy ride on my flight flown
I cause a light show every time that the fights on
You gotta feel me, it's my life that I fight for
Can't forget where I been, no telling where I might go
I was flying no string so the kite's gone
Searching through the pain in my story for the right song
While the night's long, but the day's gone
She told me she had had enough, just to stay gone
If I could carry more than C notes I'd sing songs
Awards I'ma bring 'em home
We'll wake up till the dream is gone

Fiddle's don't make violins
Hotel rooms don't make homes
Can't turn water into wine
Can't make a rock from a rolling stone

Papa's a rolling stone, mamma's a real angel
Walking behind untangled the web that I had tangled
Back an forth across the net like ping pong
I'm at the door, you hear the doorbell, ding dong
The smoke's choking me, tell 'em clean the bong
You got more obstacles for me to jump, then bring them on
I'm in the field suited up with my cleats on
Tryna get up out these streets but keep writing these street songs
The heat's on, it's too hot? Hop up out the skillet
You say you Bennett, if you ain't in it then you can't feel it
I tell the truth in every song so I'm incriminated
This is me going toe to toe, I'm not intimidated

Fiddle's don't make violins
Hotel rooms don't make homes
Can't turn water into wine
Can't make a rock from a rolling stone
(But I ain't changing regardless)

Fame ain't gon' change me, money ain't gon' make me
Only doing what you would if you could so don't hate me
I'm carrying ten times of my weight, it won't break me
I'm something new so they don't quite know how to take me
I'm in a good space, like "fuck what they say" lately
Hatred is an ugly trait an they afraid to face me
You'll never find another me so don't replace me
Embrace me, I'm up against the world, standing bravely
Maybe just maybe, one day they'll pay me
The respect that I've earned on the daily since the eighties
Over a thousand songs that I may never sing
Cause they telling me right now freedom's bell may never ring

Fiddle's don't make violins
Hotel rooms don't make homes
Can't turn water into wine
Can't make a rock from a rolling stone
(But I ain't changing regardless)