| Song | Sticking To The Plan |
| Artist | Emmanuel Speaks |
| Album | The Composer LP |
| 作词 : Emmanuel Nwaohai/Dylan James Roberts | |
| 作曲 : Robert Bigby/Shem Raeburn | |
| They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairy-tale endings where I started | |
| Stuck between | |
| A rock and a hard place. | |
| There's never an Excalibur for these Arthurs | |
| And these knights ride in dirted armour | |
| Choose to live by the sword, you might just go by it. | |
| Cos I've seen man that really know what on-sight is | |
| No value for what life is | |
| So if it comes down to him and you, | |
| It's not about who's got less to lose | |
| Cos it doesn't matter when one of you is dead and the other is left accused | |
| Right hand to God | |
| The other on a trigger | |
| Torn between blasting them for their wrongs or praying for my niggas | |
| Leave the ends or make amends | |
| Either way i make it my responsibility to elevate friends | |
| Lead by example - how the youts what really makes them men | |
| I used to think I was living wrong | |
| I never had an older bro to put me on | |
| Mummy said fix your face in pictures cos you can't always choose | |
| which they use to represent you | |
| Both hands to God | |
| Premonitions of your fate on the news | |
| Stood on the right side of the law and they still decide to shoot | |
| They don't see kings, they see a thug in you | |
| There's a world of dreams, in these troubled youths | |
| But they'll say they care just to comfort you | |
| Looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you’ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we're sticking to the plan (X2) | |
| They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairy-tale endings where I started | |
| But ain't no genies or flying carpets | |
| No presence of a Dad | |
| For these Jasmine's | |
| So they let a lad in with only one wish | |
| Only Aladdin is no fresh prince | |
| But fresh prints left as and when her Uncle feels, | |
| Shit | |
| Father broke her heart before any man did | |
| Was never shown her hopes could be bigger than mother to any man's kids | |
| The dreams she had at 13 could've took her beyond any man's rich | |
| And if she wants to blow, she ain't gotta blow on any man's.. | |
| Trumpets in the air. | |
| I hope you don't lose sight of your vision | |
| Even when the music stops, I hope you don't lose faith or your rhythm | |
| We're the caged birds with a song for freedom | |
| And we don't write what we don't believe in | |
| So when we sing | |
| It only has one meaning | |
| It's time for the water you wash your hands off us with to be dirted by the blood of the innocent | |
| It's time for fire to rise with the citizens | |
| You call them riots - over here, it's an exodus | |
| We're done with suffering alone | |
| The rightful Kings and Queens are coming for the throne | |
| Take us home, listen to us sing these... (songs of freedom) | |
| I'm looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you’ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we're sticking to the plan (X2)They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairy-tale endings where I started | |
| Stuck between | |
| A rock and a hard place. | |
| There's never an Excalibur for these Arthurs | |
| And these knights ride in dirted armour | |
| Choose to live by the sword, you might just go by it. | |
| Cos I've seen man that really know what on-sight is | |
| No value for what life is | |
| So if it comes down to him and you, | |
| It's not about who's got less to lose | |
| Cos it doesn't matter when one of you is dead and the other is left accused | |
| Right hand to God | |
| The other on a trigger | |
| Torn between blasting them for their wrongs or praying for my niggas | |
| Leave the ends or make amends | |
| Either way i make it my responsibility to elevate friends | |
| Lead by example - how the youts what really makes them men | |
| I used to think I was living wrong | |
| I never had an older bro to put me on | |
| Mummy said fix your face in pictures cos you can't always choose | |
| which they use to represent you | |
| Both hands to God | |
| Premonitions of your fate on the news | |
| Stood on the right side of the law and they still decide to shoot | |
| They don't see kings, they see a thug in you | |
| There's a world of dreams, in these troubled youths | |
| But they'll say they care just to comfort you | |
| Looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you’ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we're sticking to the plan (X2) | |
| They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairy-tale endings where I started | |
| But ain't no genies or flying carpets | |
| No presence of a Dad | |
| For these Jasmine's | |
| So they let a lad in with only one wish | |
| Only Aladdin is no fresh prince | |
| But fresh prints left as and when her Uncle feels, | |
| Shit | |
| Father broke her heart before any man did | |
| Was never shown her hopes could be bigger than mother to any man's kids | |
| The dreams she had at 13 could've took her beyond any man's rich | |
| And if she wants to blow, she ain't gotta blow on any man's.. | |
| Trumpets in the air. | |
| I hope you don't lose sight of your vision | |
| Even when the music stops, I hope you don't lose faith or your rhythm | |
| We're the caged birds with a song for freedom | |
| And we don't write what we don't believe in | |
| So when we sing | |
| It only has one meaning | |
| It's time for the water you wash your hands off us with to be dirted by the blood of the innocent | |
| It's time for fire to rise with the citizens | |
| You call them riots - over here, it's an exodus | |
| We're done with suffering alone | |
| The rightful Kings and Queens are coming for the throne | |
| Take us home, listen to us sing these... (songs of freedom) | |
| I'm looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you’ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we're sticking to the plan (X2) |
| zuò cí : Emmanuel Nwaohai Dylan James Roberts | |
| zuò qǔ : Robert Bigby Shem Raeburn | |
| They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairytale endings where I started | |
| Stuck between | |
| A rock and a hard place. | |
| There' s never an Excalibur for these Arthurs | |
| And these knights ride in dirted armour | |
| Choose to live by the sword, you might just go by it. | |
| Cos I' ve seen man that really know what onsight is | |
| No value for what life is | |
| So if it comes down to him and you, | |
| It' s not about who' s got less to lose | |
| Cos it doesn' t matter when one of you is dead and the other is left accused | |
| Right hand to God | |
| The other on a trigger | |
| Torn between blasting them for their wrongs or praying for my niggas | |
| Leave the ends or make amends | |
| Either way i make it my responsibility to elevate friends | |
| Lead by example how the youts what really makes them men | |
| I used to think I was living wrong | |
| I never had an older bro to put me on | |
| Mummy said fix your face in pictures cos you can' t always choose | |
| which they use to represent you | |
| Both hands to God | |
| Premonitions of your fate on the news | |
| Stood on the right side of the law and they still decide to shoot | |
| They don' t see kings, they see a thug in you | |
| There' s a world of dreams, in these troubled youths | |
| But they' ll say they care just to comfort you | |
| Looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you' ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we' re sticking to the plan X2 | |
| They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairytale endings where I started | |
| But ain' t no genies or flying carpets | |
| No presence of a Dad | |
| For these Jasmine' s | |
| So they let a lad in with only one wish | |
| Only Aladdin is no fresh prince | |
| But fresh prints left as and when her Uncle feels, | |
| Shit | |
| Father broke her heart before any man did | |
| Was never shown her hopes could be bigger than mother to any man' s kids | |
| The dreams she had at 13 could' ve took her beyond any man' s rich | |
| And if she wants to blow, she ain' t gotta blow on any man' s.. | |
| Trumpets in the air. | |
| I hope you don' t lose sight of your vision | |
| Even when the music stops, I hope you don' t lose faith or your rhythm | |
| We' re the caged birds with a song for freedom | |
| And we don' t write what we don' t believe in | |
| So when we sing | |
| It only has one meaning | |
| It' s time for the water you wash your hands off us with to be dirted by the blood of the innocent | |
| It' s time for fire to rise with the citizens | |
| You call them riots over here, it' s an exodus | |
| We' re done with suffering alone | |
| The rightful Kings and Queens are coming for the throne | |
| Take us home, listen to us sing these... songs of freedom | |
| I' m looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you' ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we' re sticking to the plan X2 They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairytale endings where I started | |
| Stuck between | |
| A rock and a hard place. | |
| There' s never an Excalibur for these Arthurs | |
| And these knights ride in dirted armour | |
| Choose to live by the sword, you might just go by it. | |
| Cos I' ve seen man that really know what onsight is | |
| No value for what life is | |
| So if it comes down to him and you, | |
| It' s not about who' s got less to lose | |
| Cos it doesn' t matter when one of you is dead and the other is left accused | |
| Right hand to God | |
| The other on a trigger | |
| Torn between blasting them for their wrongs or praying for my niggas | |
| Leave the ends or make amends | |
| Either way i make it my responsibility to elevate friends | |
| Lead by example how the youts what really makes them men | |
| I used to think I was living wrong | |
| I never had an older bro to put me on | |
| Mummy said fix your face in pictures cos you can' t always choose | |
| which they use to represent you | |
| Both hands to God | |
| Premonitions of your fate on the news | |
| Stood on the right side of the law and they still decide to shoot | |
| They don' t see kings, they see a thug in you | |
| There' s a world of dreams, in these troubled youths | |
| But they' ll say they care just to comfort you | |
| Looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you' ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we' re sticking to the plan X2 | |
| They say that home is where the heart is | |
| We dream of fairytale endings where I started | |
| But ain' t no genies or flying carpets | |
| No presence of a Dad | |
| For these Jasmine' s | |
| So they let a lad in with only one wish | |
| Only Aladdin is no fresh prince | |
| But fresh prints left as and when her Uncle feels, | |
| Shit | |
| Father broke her heart before any man did | |
| Was never shown her hopes could be bigger than mother to any man' s kids | |
| The dreams she had at 13 could' ve took her beyond any man' s rich | |
| And if she wants to blow, she ain' t gotta blow on any man' s.. | |
| Trumpets in the air. | |
| I hope you don' t lose sight of your vision | |
| Even when the music stops, I hope you don' t lose faith or your rhythm | |
| We' re the caged birds with a song for freedom | |
| And we don' t write what we don' t believe in | |
| So when we sing | |
| It only has one meaning | |
| It' s time for the water you wash your hands off us with to be dirted by the blood of the innocent | |
| It' s time for fire to rise with the citizens | |
| You call them riots over here, it' s an exodus | |
| We' re done with suffering alone | |
| The rightful Kings and Queens are coming for the throne | |
| Take us home, listen to us sing these... songs of freedom | |
| I' m looking back at times when I never had | |
| Never get complacent | |
| That made me who I am | |
| Look into my eyes so you' ll understand | |
| These voices in my head | |
| Said we' re sticking to the plan X2 |