Testo silly boy - Q
Testo della canzone silly boy (Q), tratta dall'album DO YOU SEE ME?
If you survive these crazy days
I'll jump around and sing a praise
You can't walk around and mess with me
You can't walk around and mess with me, oh
I've been wishing
Wishing on a wishing well
Wishing that you wish me well
I'm throwing coins in places that got no water
So who really got power
The survival of the fittest
She said I have to fight this earth
I think it's too heavy of a burden
So I break it down
And flow through the land of deception
A thousand women can take my mind if I let 'em
See the land is my mind
I try to tell it something different, oh
Good gracious God, what are the odds I make it?
Silly boy, silly boy
I wish you nothing but well in your life
So if you try to go and fill the void
Remember, use your heart to lead you right
If you survive these crazy days
I'll jump around and sing a praise
You can't walk around and mess with me
You can't walk around and mess with me, oh
I've been hoping
Hoping on a hoping tree
Hoping it will let me be
I'm sitting under places that got no shade
So who really got power
I think I'm serving something new
Put me six feet underneath dirt
It's too deep for me to focus
So I dig right up and my hands feel the air
And my eyes see the earth, the heavens up above
I want you to know
You know the way to make a grown man cry
And that's alright, I see you here
I see you here
Silly boy, silly boy
I wish you nothing but well in your life
So if you try to go and fill the void
Remember, use your heart to lead you right
If you survive these crazy days
I'll jump around and sing a praise
You can't walk around and mess with me
You can't walk a life you don't believe (alright, ay-ay-ay)
I'm his young master, I'm having fun with him
We in the same discussion, I'm eating lunch with him
To please his mind is a mission, he got a dozen of 'em
I have been passed down for generations, there's double in him
Now he feeling silly inside, pull out my blicky
(Someone called cops, someone take him down, down, down)
Boy, you tink you pushing me off, no, I'm right with you
I got then killer hands too, boy, I'll fight with ya
Boy, I'll spar with ya, I'm in the car with ya
I'm having fun with ya, I'm having fun with ya, damn
(Will this silly boy ever see good life again?)
(He got like five other homies that's living up in his head)
Probably, probably
We'll never know, never know, never know when
Credits
Writer(s): Simon Wilcox, Nolan Joseph Lambroza, Romil Hemnani, Q Steven Marsden
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