Dark Waters (Explicit) 歌词
作词 : Randy Nicholls
作曲 : Nicholas Craven
Everything you see it ain't meant to be
Who would have thought we'd see our women turn into future men-to-be?
Nobody thought we'd see a man that wanna go through a menstrual bleed
You gender free, don't send for me, I'm man enough not to bend a knee
Cancel us or just censor me I'm here to set your mental free
The oldest thrill
What type of man to pick up the phone and film, watching one of their own get killed?
I know a child that's known to drill
I know a man that's grown and still
Wants to be a rapper that's famous so now he's known as Lil'
I just sent your bones a chill
Ransom, you can't duplicate this or try to clone a skill
Couple swings'll control your will
This ain't how it's meant to be, respectfully
I expect hatred and death threats for me
My destiny, conceptually the best of me
Complexity done so expressively I'm desperately
Preaching these scripts aggressively, they put some hex on me
What's coming out of Randy's pen?
Tint the shade on the camera's lens
They tell our women, man, it's not needed
So where's our family then? We can't be friends
I don't leave prints on mics
I'm like Prince and Mike with Princeton light
Instincts and life'll get you those pins and stripes
A glimpse of light, nobody's out to fall
When they bounce a ball, you doubt they score
At least they was shooting and not just mouthing off
You shout divorce, was not made a honor but got your flowers tossed
Got rich and the first thing that you did was sell us some alcohol
Some things are just not meant to be
A war's going on and it's happening mentally
What's meant for you is still meant for me
Won't stop until our men are free
Won't stop until our women are loved by men like me
Scholars reaching the 10th degree
Some things are just not meant to be
A war's going on and it's happening mentally
What's meant for you is still meant for me
Won't stop until our men are free
Won't stop until our women are loved by men like me
Scholars reaching the 10th degree
Dollar greed, what it tends to be
It tempted me, I live in y'all heads without any entry fee
The rent's for free, don't mention me, was sent to bleed
A fatherless martyr harbored his strength to breathe
Was meant to lead, but cowardly men will always attempt to leave
No friends to feed, won't bless, niggas
How you broke but got compassion for wealthy depressed niggas?
What's left, niggas?
Pardon me, I'm in tune with the God in me 'Cause God is me, and usually a shallow mind bears a scar that's deep
But hard to see, boys that gotta witness their father's fleet
No one is sure your son is four
No need to see your sexual perversions
Leave all the youngins pure