Текст песни Black & White - Dream Mclean feat. Wallace Rice

For my hunger
Nothing is enough for my hunger
A thirst that cannot be quenched
Am I living out my dream or
Am I just awake but stuck in a slumber?
Uh, for my hunger
Rock and a hard place squashed together
I'm stuck living under
I need a new nigga for this black cloud
To follow
Old hoes like "oh, you rap now?"
New hoes like "oh, you rap? Wow"
Me, I'm just here in the background
Tryna keep myself to myself
Steady tryna chase this wealth
Steady tryna put myself on the shelf, just
Tryna meditate, meditate till I feel intact
Sorry, did I say meditate?
What I meant to say was medicate
Anyway, anyway
I've just taken a pill so take what you will from that
I told my girl I'm ashamed I broke her heart
And she said "it's cool, just make sure you build it back"
She never said it's cool, maybe I shouldn't paraphrase
And maybe you should've ran away
Far from here, far from here
And wherever you go, just know when it's dark
You can look up at the stars and see us
Look at you crying already
Cause you know as well as I do
When you're looking at a star that it's died already
Some things are too far to relate to
And even when it's close enough to grab hold of
Sometimes, you can't cause it hates you
Do you really hate me? Hate is a strong word
Appreciate is a long word
Can't we talk about this tomorrow?
I mean, I know it's getting late and you've got work
I hate arguing, she knows that
Sometimes I think it would all be so simple
And balanced if she just got her own back
Kidding myself, we both know that
There's no way that I could forgive her
I could forgive her
Forgive her
No, no, there's no way that I could forgive her
If she ever found it in herself to get even
And do me like I did her

I love it but hate you
I love it, though, I love it
But still search for something that ain't you
I fuck around, I fuck up
The blood is on you cause I blamed you
No money now, or how we resemble
A cut out of mother and father
And they don't have love for each other

I love it, though

There's nothing for you here
This was a bad idea, I fear
But it's not too late to run along, run along, run along
My dear, my dear

And she used to tell me how much she loved Aaliyah
But she never loved a liar
Something's burning, but not my ear
She can smell pants on fire
But you only smell smoke though you can't smell fire
Only need I, don't ask why
No need for Y, or you can't spell liar
She said "you always have been a smart-arse
But you can't work out emotions
There is no black and white
There is no right or wrong"
I said "baby, that rhyme was wrong
No, it did not rhyme at all
And I'm tryna write a song
Help me out here, help me out"
She said "no, look at you showing off on a dinner date
You're obnoxious, you irritate me
To the point I am not to facilitate"
I said "oh wow, you're not just a pretty face
Cause you make em all laugh and they buss up
You say the wrong thing and it's fuck ya"
Yeah, it's fucked up
Mum's looking at me like a fuck-up
Cause I'm 23 and I can't make a meal from scratch
Yet I'm sitting here telling her it's cool
"Mum, it's cool, I'mma make me a mill from rap"
Some things are too far to relate to
And even when you feel that you can start believing
Sometimes you can't cause it ain't true
It ain't true