Текст песни SAFE HAVEN - Young Rai feat. The Kingdom Sound

(I'm in heaven)
Open up the heaven gates
I'm chillin' back in my haven my safe house
(Heaven)
Open the corridor
I want plenty more
Rai Younger Than Ever
(Heaven)
Open up the heaven gates
I'm chillin' back in my haven my safe house
I don't got time to play around
I open up my heaven gates
I'm kickin' back in my haven my safe house
Somebody open the door for a nigga
Make a way before the corridor hit 'em
They not trying to let a nigga in
I promise I got all my dividends
I'm planning to split with my brethren
Split it split it
We make noise in the night like a cricket
A cricket a cricket
We make noise on the court while they brickin'

Brickin', why they brickin'
The Young Rise is not a phrase, It's my addiction
At this point I really done broke the ceiling
I've exceeded all the expectations
Run into all these familiar faces
My grind brought a new meaning to patience
No complaints about life, this is gracious
I'm lovin' the life that I'm livin'
I'm trying to get all my brothers on their pivot
I ain't got no time to kick it lil shawty
I'm out here trying to get these digits
Get a digit, a Benji Benji Benji
My pockets used to be empty
With quarters, nickels, dimes and pennies

Been searching for a way
For a sacred place
I know I have a cross
To bear until judgment day
Was blind 'til I couldn't see
Know that faith is through the hope of the things unseen
Wasn't made to stumble for the ref to call a fumble
He was showing me his works that are maybe humbled
Here in as a dress rehearsal for the final formal
When there's nothing but to enter for your life moral
Everything you did front to back
Tainted with the sorrow
Clouded by your good intentions
Hoping for tomorrow
I need a place to rest, a break from the test
Jesus, I'm reaching for your hand
You're the right among the mess
Safe in Heaven

Open up the heaven gates
I'm chillin' back in my haven my safe house
I don't got time to play around
I open up my heaven gates
I'm kickin' back in my haven my safe house

Open up the corridor
I got enough but I want plenty more
A bucket list, gotta check it off
I gotta make sure that the job is done
Now my pockets look fatter than Jabba The Hutt
Back at my home where my home in the hut
You walk outside and there really be mud
You say you down, what you know bout the struggle?
I step out the crib, a foot deep in the puddle
Both of my parents they came out the rubble
I grew up expensive, but know bout the hustle
Know bout thew hustle
I know bout the time that it take
And I hope I don't die, God forsake it
Please God, forsake it
Forbid any snakes in my grass
And please move them to burn on the pavement
Burn on the pavement
I'm tired of them asking for favors
At this point I've become endangered
Become a danger, I've turned to a hazard
I really wish my time would come to me faster
But I cherish all these moments
When I first started I was nothing but an ignorant Rasta
Most of you niggas the same
Most you niggas be lookin like penguins that chill in the plaza
A thousand hours in the studio
Still not enough to perfect my profession
It's my time to rise up

Open up the heaven gates
I'm chillin' back in my haven my safe house
I don't got time to play around
I open up my heaven gates
I'm kickin' back in my haven my
(Safe house)
(Somebody open the door for a nigga)
(Make a way before the corridor hit 'em)
(They not trying to let a nigga in)
(I promise I got all my dividends)
(I'm planning to split with my brethren)
(Open up)
(Chillin' back in my haven, my safe house)
(Heaven)