Текст песни White Moon - Sarob

Where there's smoke, there incense
Switched the concept: rime and onset
Let's live a little
Inch after mile - after day after while
Maybe all this time i took might give a little
Lesson learned, listen, i can't be like y'all want
I'm only myself
Shit that's good enough
Got a few words that i jotted
Cairo cotton pearl spotted
Black bodies shot down
How could i remain silent?
I can't be like y'all want
I know where i'm from—
Shit, that's good enough
Buzz into my grandma's spot
See the fam and such, they say to rap on site—that's for amateurs
I think I made a mistake
Tried help you relate
Sure, we one in the same but we ain't winning the same
And I left school in the spring
Maybe that could seem highfalutin
But I ain't climb this high for nothin'

Sweat stinging in my eyes, nights spent in the light
Show the world, that's a nigga's delight
Showing love, that's the secret to life
88 seasons, keys shaky like malfeasance
Put it down but it's no leisure
Uh
Breakdown, watch a soul lesion
I rang my old girl out of the blue
The call never went through
She texted back and said, "I don't need ya"

But ain't ya lonely?
Ain't ya lonely?
You've been on my mind

Where there's breath, there's still hope
That's what the news don't show
Everybody play cynical
Everybody inimical
Everybody pretending to push they-self to the pinnacle
But your product is living proof
Paul Pollock the picture
I'm pall-bearing my weight
My arms starting to fissure
Lemme lie witcha
Lemme vie witcha
Beat the tide witcha
You know I'll ride witcha
You need gas money?
Keep the five witcha
That's another day under the white moon
My pops got locked up—hoping he write soon
And new friends popped up
I ain't invite you
I did it despite you
Born again, boy Lonnie Lynn
Born again, boy Lonnie Lynn
I see my best me, tell me how to embody him
I passed my threshold, diving out in the audience
Really up in this
Really up in this

(Outro)

You ain't never gotta say it if you got the glow
Tell a dime fall through like my pockets broke
If a nigga act funny, tell him watch his mouth
All my north side niggas know what i'm talking 'bout
Everybody say they get it—what you gon doooo wit it?
Know a shawty who be kidding—i'ma let yoooouu hit it
Too savv, smoking toussades
Up like suicides
Smile like tooth shine gold
Mind on wooh-sah