Текст песни No Wish (feat. Phonte & Raphael Saadiq) - Raphael Saadiq , Black Milk

Wish that I
Yeah, didn't have to wish at all
But life hits you hard, back against the wall
Ain't no wishing on a star
We was adolescents wishing for foreign cars
To roll through the gutter like bowling balls, just showing off
(Slow down, slow down)
Could slow down this fast life
Handles on the breaks
Perfectly trying to handle your mistakes, same
Wishing with no candles, no cake flame
(Wish that I)
Had stress relieved
Wish the loved ones that was lost had more breaths to breathe
Wish we didn't speak another
Have to utter another rest in peace, nah
(Wish that I)
Have to be the one
To always keep it together, like stitches
My shoulders where my chip is
My soul's where I go for riches
Cause ain't no genie in a bottle taking wishes

New Tigalo, new Tigalo, new Tigalo
I was 6 years old, she was a neighbor
Who said come here and do me a favor
A kiss I gave her
Lips filled with the artificial flavors of candy that we shared
Cherry Now and Laters made our tongues red
But so many things went unsaid
Cause if my mama found out she would annihilate us
Confused and aroused by her misbehavior
No one to talk nowhere to turn so I put pen to paper
How can a bad touch feel good?
How do we make amends when we use one another?
Call me a friend then abuse one another
Not powerless the cowardice of you motherfuckers
To leave me all alone with new feelings I'm confronted with
Was mindin' my own and I ain't ask for none of this, but
With some acknowledgement I coulda got in front of it
To keep my wife and kids from bearing the brunt of it
There's gotta be a path to healing and revealing
All the feelings of shame that's been dividing me in half
Anxiety on overdrive reminders of the past
I'm shook, scared to look, word to Prodigy and Hav
All I wanted was my people to be proud of me and ask
Every once in a while, "How you doing?" for some follow through
Tried to close the door on my emotions
But loneliness is not the same as solitude
Wish that I could talk to the younger me
To tell him that I'm proud
And that he is allowed to express everything he's feeling underneath
The joy and the pain is part of the game
And you shoulda been protected
But part of me regrets
Pushing you to the limit cause you gotta be the best
Went from left for dead on the mausoleum floor
To being celebrated on the colosseum steps
No fear I am here to emancipate you
Be sure to stop and smell the sassafras
On your way to masterclass for all the times you prayed to God
Hoping this too shall pass like Babe Ruth
20 years still here it's not a fad or a fetish
40 bars in now it's hopefully embedded
Any nigga wanna test he gon woefully regret it
I'm Pastor Tigallo don't you ever fucking forget it, n*gga