paroles de chanson Looking Through My Eyes - samarchy

Word up, word up man, yeah
It's the word word, it's the word word, ooh
It's the word word, yeah
It's Something I Never Wrote On Paper now
(Never wrote before)
Word up, word up
Yeah yeah yeah
Duun,dum dum
Okay
Look, listen to me when I say it
Problems in you prayers
Hanging by the rope, that they put in my tears
Hey you, the clock won't wait forever for you
To make your move
Get out of bed, waiting ain't your main objective
Now you better be addicted to your crazy mind
Receive a call, make a deal, click the phone
Every button on your surface has the right to make a wrong choice
Turn around the table, I was left alone
I have a friend here who doesn't have a sense of smell
Tryna explain to him what fire sparks and petrol cars
Smell like in the city that we walking through
But I realise the deeper truth
Born without perception in a region like my friend has had
Can really fuck with you
The surgery could cause a life to turn into astonishment
I can't imagine what the loss would feel like to revive
How it feels, experience wise, quite a surprise
Looking through his eyes
Yuh, duun,dum dum
Listen to me
Not everybody round you, will lean for your help
They faking their intentions while they follow for your wealth
And a simple sense of mind, they called me up
Greatest being with the mic, better doom the mix to cut (yeah)
Put on that track with a cap and tape that
Rewind record everything the boiler room slaps
I'm not a deity, a doctor of the game
Fixing records on the Rolo deck to find a place to stay
When you're wise enough to know who's the realest who's the worst
Yeah, you got problems? well my g I got it worse
What i'm tryna prove? I don't know, eat my dirt
Performing all I got in some Levi's and a shirt
Their messages are fake, better not be so surprised
Calling up Ian coz I need this tape to fly
Spitting out my soul coz i'm waiting on my side
Better be here when I get to arrive
Looking through my eyes
White Cloud motherfucker
Duun,dum dum
Yo, cut it