Swim Away - Raz Simone

Swim Away - Raz Simone

Альбом
Cognitive Dissonance EP
Год
2014
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
339130

Abaixo está a letra da música Swim Away , artista - Raz Simone com tradução

Letra da música " Swim Away "

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Swim Away

Raz Simone

It’s 8 am, and I’m hungry as fuck

So I walk up the street to the grocery store, pass up the Starbucks

Because a cup of coffee can’t fill my cup

And a cup of coffee can’t, can’t fill my stomach up

Plus regardless, I don’t even like the taste

And the hunger in my stomach is more than enough to keep me awake

So even if I eat this food that I took time to choose and make

I still have that same hunger, 'cause that hunger cannot be replaced

But everyone else at the table is full, I cannot relate

They have some kush that smells great, they rolled it up before we ate

I still have food up on my plate, so I masticate, sittin' up straight

But they slouched on the couch, blowin' an ounce to the face

And they continue to blow, 'til the ounce turns to an eighth

And then it’s me that they thank because the house supplied the dank

So even when I’m just shittin', there are still moves that have been made

But they lose and I take, and they feel different, so they feel great

Nah, for a few minutes to an hour

Depending on how strong the diesel was up in that sour

But they know that I got that power, so they stay down for some hours

Then they turn the tv on, it took 'em a minute to find the power

I walked to the window, watch the wind blow, the rain shower

Feels like a life-sized fish tank, but I’m in my tower

I wave, it’s been fun, but I really have to go

This tank we call a sea is too small for me to grow

It’s never too cold, but never too sunny

So there’s rainbows in the clouds

When the rain blows, I’mma swim away

I’mma swim away

I’mma, I’mma swim away

I’m so different from these niggas, they probably laughin' at the course

Instead of doing somethin' different, they do the same shit, boring

It’s raining, it’s pouring, the old man is snoring

They’re on that nursery rhyme shit, I’m on that Maury

Who that baby’s daddy, it’s unfortunate that they were born weak

Born meek, lazy enough to follow, but too scared to lead

And if they could, they would let somebody else walk in they feet

Don’t even feel comfortable in they own skin so they take a of that weed

And then they’re gone, movin' at a Seattle speed

That’s slo-mo, that’s hella deep

Faster than that screw, but too slow for a city

I can’t live another year here when time is my enemy

'Cause then you take that year, and divide by at least three times

And that’s how many years would’ve gone by in a New York state of mind

So why is this state of mine behind?

I’m tryin' to get to the bottom of the line

But everyone else is tryin' to climb, you know how the crabs in the bucket go

So it’s been real, and I love my home

But I think you already know, I really have to go

Because this tank we call a sea is too small for me to grow

He left everything and everyone

He just left, it’s just like poof, he disappeared

Or was kidnapped, or just taken up into the sky

He’s just gone

I’m doin' breaststrokes through the water

The more I swim, the more it gets hotter

It’s hard enough to leave my son, I’m lucky I didn’t have a daughter

When he asks where I am, tell him his father’s a sea monster

The Solomonster, to be exact, from Razpeattle

And if he’s my son, he’s bout to grab his paddle

And then run out the house before his cousin tattles

Fightin' the elements and tons of battles

Yellin' 'til his lungs’ll crackle

So pack him a jar of honey and a saddle

Because he’s gonna be hoarse, and he’s gonna need a horse

Ridin' all the trails, no place for a Porsche

Fightin' with his bare hands, hella words, and some swords

Some drums and some chords, the world looks at us as poor

But we’re richer than the most, because we’re happy and content

With hella heart and hella soul, we walk past all the gold

But we stop for every soul, because that’s what matters most

And our priorities, and our goals, the material things are just stones

But they still chase rubble, I’mma hop up in my shuttle

And see if someone up there understands me down here

And then when I get there, I’mma wave

Because even outer space is too small of a tank, dang

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