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Mind Of A King

 

Mind Of A King

(专辑: A Matter Of Time - 2018)


Ah aaah, yeah
Tell them get out my way
Ah aaah, yeah
You best get out my way
Ah aaah, yeah
Tell them get out my way
Ah aaah, yeah
Eyyy

I see them looking all around
Far and far around
Every country, every town
Calling for the sound
Searching, where can it be found
Let them know I've got it now
And it's right here on the ground
Eyyy

Mind of a king, heart of the street
Can't get me parro with the thought of defeat
When them want catch me speed, metamorphic me reach
Laugh when them forward with sorcery for it
So because that, it causing all sorts of retreat
Squad at a loss if the boss miss a beat
So me forward with all of the cause in my speech
Yaad or abroad, never pardon the beast
When you see we don't play is when they going say
You want take a piece but that's when we won't eat
That's when you going see it already too late
And all you create blow up all in your face
So I set my own table, make my own space
You want take a place, better start with your grace
'Cause I've seen them break all the rules
So even when they win they lose
And I know it's true

I see them looking all around
Far and far around
Every country, every town
Calling for the sound
Searching, where can it be found
Let them know I've got it now
And it's right here on the ground
Eyyy

I do this for my culture, for my heritage
Gramps, Peetah Morgan and my relatives
Oh, they robbed my mommy in the seventies
Not a cent, no dollar, not a benefit
So how you fi ask me if me ready fi it
I was mastering craft, steady developing
And I made up my mind it was the time
Look her right dead in her eye, tell her I will never make it slip
So how me fi calm when me see felonies
You've created a storm without no remedy
Every morning me rise out of my bed, me precise
Inna me head I reciting what I read in it
And yow, I'm just writing this for therapy
Might just make it a song, I got melodies
Tu'n up the legacy, Winta got the beats
Bet them put this pon repeat, people need it outta street

I see them looking all around
Far and far around
Every country, every town
Calling for the sound
Searching, where can it be found
Let them know I've got it now
And it's right here on the ground
Eyyy

Ah aaah, yeah
Tell them get out my way
Ah aaah, yeah
You best get out my way
Ah aaah, yeah
Tell them get out my way
Ah aaah, yeah
Eyyy

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