Текст песни From The Heaven Above - H.3.A.L

God forgives and I don't, my grandfather had a pipe full dope
I'm at a crossroads on tight rope, on a thin line
I hustle till' I get mine
No black and white I been blind by sun rays and sunshine
I'm not mad I been kind
Boom pow! Gun smoke!
How far do the tight rope go? (Ohh)
How far tight rope go? (How far tight rope go?)
How far tight rope go? (How far tight rope go?)
How far tight rope go? (How far tight rope go?)
How far tight rope go? (How far tight rope go?)
How far tight rope go? (How far tight rope go?)
How far tight rope go? (How far tight rope go?)

Tell me your proud I need that
Bruised in my heart I need an evac
My first pistol go click clack
Am I good enough? I have no reason ask
When I'm alone by self I drop the glory and mask
I drop the glory and mask
I drop the glory and mask
I drop the glory and mask (Yeah, yeah)
I drop the glory and mask

Catching up on my study
I get nervous and my fist get bloody
They say happiness can't buy you money
But money can buy my happiness and that's kinda funny
From the heavens above I hop from it like I'm Bugs Bunny
I'm looking in the future I can't see self in it, I'm spectating
I see my father and mother they destined for the greatness
I see the sturggles of man who turn atheist
He used to believe in god until he didn't make the A-list

How my brothers turn to fathers
I couldn't be bother and now
I see artist and author he going his hardest but not charting
I feel his frustration and lost of patience
That stress got him going back and forth pacing
Now see his heart racing
Heavy on weed now, he need to convince his mind that he going to make it
How he make it on a daily basis?
Check this, compare yourself to a baker
It takes time to make bread rise by bedtime
You got their eyes on dead time
I got dead lines on dead lines
Have you fed ya' hunger cause I fed mine?
Cause I fed mine
Have you fed ya' hunger cause I fed mine?
Have you fed ya' hunger cause I fed mine?
Cause I fed mine, Cause I fed mine
Cause I fed mine, Cause I fed mine
Have you fed ya' hunger cause I fed mine?
Have you fed ya' hunger cause I fed mine? (Ou)

Here's comes the artist, early August, still not charting
I was told I nearly lost it, nearly lost it?
What you mean by nearly?
I lost my old self I miss you dearly
All them nights of writing without seeing clearly
I tell myself I'm walking up stairs I'm almost there
No cares unless it's theirs
It's just me and the devil playing musical chairs
"We gon' make it there, we gon' make it there"
That's all I keep hearing in my braini'm going insane
I'm in pain, my tears drop on my window pane
Too big of an ego, but I'm still humble
You got to stay in yo' lane
But before I drop hope down and pick up regrets I gotta remind Myself

We gon' make it there, we gon' make it there
We gon' make it there, we gon' make it there
We gon' make it there
I said we gon' make it there, we gon' make it there
We gon' make it there, we gon' make it there
We gon' make it there, we gon' make it there
Before I drop hope down and pick up regrets
I gotta remind myself, we gon' make it there
Before I drop hope down and pick up regrets
I gotta remind myself, we gon' make it there
We gon' make it there, yeah