Song | suffocate |
Artist | MIKE |
Album | tears of joy |
作词 : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
作曲 : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
[Verse] | |
Why you keep holdin' it in? | |
He 'bout to suffocate, smoke stay all on my lips | |
Not in my mother's face, home, but she gon', got my sis' | |
She got my mother's face, alone, put the chalk on my bliss | |
That's another grave, bony fingers, rope in a twist | |
I couldn't cut the pain, it only bring the moments I miss | |
Under the summer rain, my heart glows straight through the mist | |
Hissin' at other strange noises, they fade in the mix | |
Glitch in my cluttered brain, avoidin' the state of assist | |
Mischeave from all the lame, choices, how I lay in my shit | |
Know it's a number game | |
[Bridge] | |
I need | |
I need | |
[Outro] | |
I heard his voice | |
"Keep on runnin' sista, keep on runnin'” | |
The hooves got closer and closer right on our heels | |
And suddenly I heard another one go down | |
They were right on our heels | |
And I knew I was next | |
One cried out to me to go on as the dogs feasted on him | |
"Keep on runnin' sista | |
Run | |
Run | |
Run" | |
My head started getting hot and I wasn't tired no more | |
Then I had this feelin' this light feelin' | |
And there wasn’t no more pains in my feet | |
This winged buzzard was flyin' next to me and spread his wings and scooped me up, and up, and up | |
Just like what Shango said | |
Next thing I know I'm in the air, goin' up, and up, and up and | |
This miserable Earth is gettin' smaller and smaller | |
Turnin' in to somethin' small | |
Dogs and Overseers | |
Head Slaves | |
Horses | |
Getting smaller and smaller | |
Just like what Shango said | |
The buzzard brought me |
zuò cí : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
zuò qǔ : Michael Jordan Bonema | |
Verse | |
Why you keep holdin' it in? | |
He ' bout to suffocate, smoke stay all on my lips | |
Not in my mother' s face, home, but she gon', got my sis' | |
She got my mother' s face, alone, put the chalk on my bliss | |
That' s another grave, bony fingers, rope in a twist | |
I couldn' t cut the pain, it only bring the moments I miss | |
Under the summer rain, my heart glows straight through the mist | |
Hissin' at other strange noises, they fade in the mix | |
Glitch in my cluttered brain, avoidin' the state of assist | |
Mischeave from all the lame, choices, how I lay in my shit | |
Know it' s a number game | |
Bridge | |
I need | |
I need | |
Outro | |
I heard his voice | |
" Keep on runnin' sista, keep on runnin'" | |
The hooves got closer and closer right on our heels | |
And suddenly I heard another one go down | |
They were right on our heels | |
And I knew I was next | |
One cried out to me to go on as the dogs feasted on him | |
" Keep on runnin' sista | |
Run | |
Run | |
Run" | |
My head started getting hot and I wasn' t tired no more | |
Then I had this feelin' this light feelin' | |
And there wasn' t no more pains in my feet | |
This winged buzzard was flyin' next to me and spread his wings and scooped me up, and up, and up | |
Just like what Shango said | |
Next thing I know I' m in the air, goin' up, and up, and up and | |
This miserable Earth is gettin' smaller and smaller | |
Turnin' in to somethin' small | |
Dogs and Overseers | |
Head Slaves | |
Horses | |
Getting smaller and smaller | |
Just like what Shango said | |
The buzzard brought me |