Travi$ Scott, Jay Electronica - The Blinding

Дата добавления: 02 апреля 2020

Формат: mp3

Исполнители: Travi$ Scott, Jay Electronica

Битрейт: 320 Kbps

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Продолжительность: 02:48

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Текст песни

[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
This shit make you wanna talk crazy, crazy, crazy. I'm tryin' to...
Kayfa ḥal-uk? Kayfa ḥal-uk, habibi?

[Verse 1:]
[Jay Electronica:]
Once upon a time there was a likkle yout, the cub of a lion,
A stowed away captive, a long way home from Zion,
The dove Prince sang about in "Purple Rain" cryin'
To the midget you heard tale of on the shoulders of the giant.
[JAY-Z:]
Listen, I named my son Sir, so you gotta call my son, "Sir",
That boy already knighted, he ain't even out his romper,
You speakin' on the kingdom, you better watch your tongue, sir,
I send you where you never been, you forget where I'm from, sir?
That gossip I send bald heads, Lou Gossett out the gun, sir,
I'm brazy, I'm so brazen, I'm "Raisin in the Sun", sir.
[Jay Electronica:]
You can catch this broad daylight, you know the Kingdom come, sir,
That wheel inside the wheel, a half a mile in circumference,
It's the return of the Mahdi, it's the return of the Akhis,
It's the return of the lost and found tribe of Shabazz, the Annunakis,
It's the return of Mr. Shakur spittin' out phlegm at paparazzi.
[JAY-Z:]
That's my new style!

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Blinding, (Hit-Boy)
Blinded by the light,
See the stars and our sun.

[Verse 2:]
[JAY-Z:]
The gift that keeps givin' like Babushka,
Kush crushed up in the studio, rollin' Kate Bush up.
[Jay Electronica:]
Extra, extra! It's Mr. Headlines,
Who signed every contract and missed the deadlines.
40 days, 40 nights, tryna live up to the hype,
It's the road less traveled, it's the one who missed the flights.
Hov hit me up like, "What, you scared of heights?
Know your sister tired of workin', gotta do her something nice."
I'm like, "Don't he know I stay up for Falon late nights?"
She need bread, she need rice, she need threads, she need ice,
Either tell it to my bank account or say it to the dice,
When I lay down in my bed it's like my head in the vice.
When I look inside the mirror all I see is flaws,
When I look inside the mirror all I see is Mars,
In the wee hours of night, tryna squeeze out bars,
Bismillah, just so y'all could pick me apart?

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Blinding,
Blinded by the light,
See the stars and our sun.

[Outro:]
Hit-Boy!
G. Ry got me.

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