Testo Heads To The Sky - Outlandish
Testo della canzone Heads To The Sky (Outlandish), tratta dall'album Outland's Official
Keep your head to the sky
Keep your head to the sky
Back in 1965 in Motherland Street Cafe
Where a young man sitting down drinking
Coffee 'til this brother came in
You could tell by the look on his face that
He had something that he wanted to share
A story told by a brother to another '
Bout having a lot of money and beer
See, everybody who gathered around this special man that Sunday night
Left the cafe with a dream 'bout being the one to reach this paradise
Among these playas was a guy who came from the countryside
In love with a beautiful city girl
But didn't have what her daddy required
And since life was too poor, land was too dry
He decided to pack his suitcase, leave without ever, never saying bye
Couldn't look at his mother 'cause she didn't
Want him to leave her sweet Motherland
But a man gotta do what a man gotta do
So he said, "Mama, I'll be back again"
Then he crossed the sea in the words
Of God and hoping to get a new highway
Get his part, meet his demands
Pray, fulfill his heart, taking a chance
Go all alone in a whole new world
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
A new beginning, as soon as he touched ground
He heard a sound saying his life was about to turn upside down
As fast as he could he got settled with some fellow countrymen
Who had already given in for gambling, alcohol and women
But they were all in the same boat, left home with the same hope
They learned from each other's mistakes, and then they coped
Mr. Dishwasher, factory worker
Compared to where he came from, this job right here was pure luxury
But he wasn't no fool, though, shit, he used his mind as a tool
Working his ass off all day, at night time he went to school
Language is power, as the years flew on by
He went back home to make the love of his life for his wife
Now, talking about good shit, let's talk about something bad
Let's talk about this fucked up situation one night he had
Police pulled him over, they thought he was drunk when he was sober
And they thought the car was stolen when the fact is it was his Rover
"Mr. Officer, why you be harassing my ass?"
He said, "I pulled you over because your black ass was going too fast"
Suddenly insecurity came upon his face, just like a flash
Was this really the type of future he would like his kids to have?
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
See, Daddy came, Daddy saw, Daddy took, Daddy got what he gave
New home and a new fam and a new working place is what he gained
Gave his kids what he didn't have as a child, you go for the gold
The opportunity to be whatever they may desire, you get on a roll
Bilingual and beautiful, could there be a sweeter pie?
I think not, but I'll let you decide, in the future Inshallah
What you saying?
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
Keep your head to the sky
Every man got a story to tell about how he made it into this world
Credits
Writer(s): Rasmus Berg, Jesper Dahl, Maurice White, Isam Bachiri, Peter Nicholas Secher Kvaran, Waqas Ali Qudri
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