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It feels like lifeâs in slow motion, water and ice frozen
Overnight flights âfore the mics get ripped open
I never had a chance, rockinâ hand-me-down pants
Now Iâm chillinâ in France, fillinâ passports with stamps
Who woulda thought, I wish that my father was still here
Kickinâ knowledge in my ear when my thoughts arenât clear
But every time Iâm 30,000 feet up in the stratosphere
I got an angel on the wings to extinguish the fear
Now the worldâs not as big as when I was a little kid
I got fans in Deutschland who know every song I did
Backstage gettinâ sweated by these typical whores
You couldnât pull em off the dick with centrifugal force
World tours feel hard core as World War One
Family members see the pictures and think that itâs all fun
But nights with no sleep and shitty food to eat
And 12 hour drives got me emotionally beat
But retreatâs not an option, I got fans in Scotland
Who travel to see me in London at shows that Iâm rockinâ
So I pose for the photos, pop a couple a NoDoz
Pass the promos and sign Demigodz logos
Even when the lights are faded
Iâm just tryinâ to take you beyond the stars
Bring you to this world we built thatâs rightfully ours
For you, I want for you
(Itâs all for you, Itâs really all for you)
I want for you, I want for you
(Itâs all for you, Itâs really all for you)
I want
So many places, unfamiliar bases
Playinâ stage is game on fanfares the basis
Between me an A itâs a long ass playlist
Sweat pourinâ from the house lights n lasers
Back to back shows, rackinâ up cash flows
Then on to another town touchinâ asphalt
Under the skies of Norway, where folks back home
Wouldnât believe that it was midnight here that look like noon
The clock in my head is still on that EST time
High off excitement otherwise Iâd be asleep now
Though I took a vow to entertain crowds
Takes a toll on my body quite often when Iâm Globetrottinâ
A two-week stretch is truly a test
With no days off, the rest becomes very intense
Sellinâ ya own merch, opportunists leapinâ at the chance
To get ya voice on a verse thatâs shit as trash and wonât work
Movinâ right along, thous in my mental log
Look for the Statue returninâ home flyinâ from abroad
No (no) Sleep (Sleep) Till Brooklyn
(All Iâm thinkinâ is sleep when I hit the door)
Even when the lights are faded
Iâm just tryinâ to take you beyond the stars
Bring you to this world we built thatâs rightfully ours
For you, I want for you
(Itâs all for you, Itâs really all for you)
I want for you, I want for you
(Itâs all for you, Itâs really all for you)
I want
Even when the lights are faded
Iâm just tryinâ to take you beyond the stars
Bring you to this world we built thatâs rightfully ours
For you, I want for you
(Itâs all for you, Itâs really all for you)
I want for you, I want for you
(Itâs all for you, Itâs really all for you)
I want
- Album:
- Perestroika