歌手:Speech Debelle
专辑:《Freedom Of Speech》

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Can you hear what
I say am I talking to myself shall
I say it again
People want more, lies getting old they been told before
Try someone new, try something fresh re-write the rules
Keep your daily mail cause daily my male friend’s lose
Trying to feed their kids, their dreams get bruised
Don’t know these politicians are preaching too
Must be blind, as they usually do
But I’m 20/20
I’m so old school
I woke up lean, swagger of rasta, don’t smoke green, but
I rap the track up puff puff past the pagans we have to let’s just get it done why wait for the rapture.
I was dreaming
I was flying this morning
When I woke up
I had soaked up the feeling
So I’m a telling ‘em
You can’t clip these wings, you can’t clip them listen
Any styles that you bring
I dismiss them
Don’t let catch a fire these words will make granny clutch her pearls
Heaven is here,
I aint waiting for death
I’m getting mines here on earth
This revolution seems to be being played out on our
T.V. screens
Listen closely you can hear the president running away screaming
People getting free, is a must bound to happen eventually
Oppression makes anger, anger is heat
Burning up inside your belly
Heavy to deal with cant hold it steady let it go
It’s hardly a surprise really they should know
People they want justice, and it shows
Is the only way to go the way it is going
I was dreaming
I was flying this morning
When I woke up
I had soaked up the feeling
So I’m a telling ‘em
You can’t clip these wings, you can’t clip them listen
Any styles that you bring
I dismiss them
Realism verse