Déjà Vu (feat. Mavis Staples) - Abraham Alexander

It's not the wakin', it's the risin' It is the groundin' of a foot uncompromisin' It's not forgoin' of the lie, It's not the openin' of eyes It's not the wakin', it's the risin' It's not the shade we should be casting It's the light, it's the obstacle that casts it It's the heat that drives the light It's the fire it ignites It's not the wakin', it's the risin' It's not the song, it is the singin' It's the heaven of the human spirit ringin' It is the bringin' of the line It is the bearin' of the rhyme It's not the wakin', it's the risin' And I could cry power (power) Power (power) Power, Lord! Nina cried power Billie cried power Mavis cried power And I could cry power Power (power) Power (power) Power, Lord! Curtis cried power Patti cried power Nina cried power It's not the wall, but what's behind it Oh, the fear of fellow men is near assignment And everything that we're denied By keepin' the divide It's not the wakin', it's the risin' And I could cry power (power) Power (power) Power (power) Power, Lord! Nina cried power Lennon cried power James Brown cried power And I could cry power Power (power) Power (power) Power Billy cried power Joni cried power Nina cried power And I could cry power Power has been cried by those stronger than me Straight into the face that tells you to rattle your chains If you love bein' free Ah, Lord, I could cry power Power (power) 'Cause power is my love when my love reaches to me James Brown cried power Seger cried power Marvin cried power Yeah ah, power James cried power Millie cried power Patti cried power Billie, power Dylan, power Woody, power Nina cried power

Take your time, when talkin' to a nigga I don't waste nothin' Knock you off your feet, and then I flee before the Jakes come Sick of hearin' cases from these niggas who ain't face nothin' But I'ma be the nigga that they feelin' when the day come Thirsty for the pay, young niggas led astray Stray bullet hit my brother in his motherfuckin' face What's fate when a person don't deserve what he get? Shootin' reckless at the father, almost murdered the kid Or is it karma for the shit that both the parents had did? Ain't embarrassed, where I'm livin' we get merit for kills From a family of niggas that was veteran skilled Voted heartless 'cause my momma made me part of the guild Deals made, sellin' thrills paid the bills at the crib Drag him down by the river, he'll be missin' for years And 'em funerals was usual, ain't sheddin' no tears Knew the fallen had it better off than most of us did 'cause shit Heaven knows, Heaven's gates pro'ly closed And these hoes in a race for the gold We was raised on that fork in the road No food on our plate, just the meals that we stole Yeah Ooh-whoa-oh Ooh-whoa-oh-oh, yeah Yeah, uhm I spit that prayer hand emoji, that shit that injured Kobe The holiest of holy, Nick Nolte in some Oakley's That's a flex though, cover up the issues that I kept close Sober, I can't deal, I'm in the corner with my head low Runnin' from my shadow, never ending chase Ease the pain and the battle that's within me Sniff the same shit that got Whitney, the high heel depression My temple feel the metal comin' out the Smith & Wesson, bang Say a prayer, leave my brains on a tile floor My bitch hate me, always tell me I should smile more Off them drugs that hit you in your spinal cord This the shit I need to keep the climate warm Wish I could get high, space migration Pretend I could just fly to great vibrations The magazines need a quote When I'm gone, sorry, I don't leave a note, yo Whoa-oh-oh, yeah And this pain, and this pain And this pain, and this pain Mixed up with this rain, this rain, this rain, this rain Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh-oh, yeah Ooh-woah-oh, yeah Yeah, 9th Wonder

또 져버린 것 같아 넌 화가 나 보여 아른대는 game over, over, over 만약 게임이라면 또 load하면 되겠지만 I guess I gotta deal with this, deal with this Real world Ay, uh 차라리 게임이면 좋겠지 너무 아프니까 I need to heal my medic But I'm another star 완벽하지 못했던 나를 탓해 Brake in my head, brake in my step, always 그저 잘하고 싶었고 웃게 해주고 싶었는데 Please give me a remedy 멈춰버린 심장을 뛰게 할 remedy 이제 어떻게 해야 해 날 살려줘 다시 기회를 줘 Please give me a A remedy, a melody 오직 내게만 남겨질 그 memory 이쯤에서 그만하면 꺼버리면 모든 게 다 편해질까 괜찮지만 괜찮지 않아 익숙하다고 혼잣말했지만 늘 처음인 것처럼 아파 부족한 gamer, 맞아 날 control 못하지 계속 아파 'cause 시행착오와 오만 가지 내 노래 가사, 몸짓 하나 말 한마디 다 내 미시감에 무서워지고 또 늘 도망가려 해 But 잡네, 그래도 네가 내 그림자는 커져가도 내 삶과 넌 equal sign So 내 remedy는 your remedy Please give me a remedy 멈춰버린 심장을 뛰게 할 remedy 이제 어떻게 해야 해 날 살려줘 다시 기회를 줘 Please give me a (Remedy) 또 다시 뛰고, 또 넘어지고 (Honestly) 수없이 반복된대도 난 또 뛸 거라고 So give me a remedy 멈춰버린 심장을 뛰게 할 remedy 이제 어떻게 해야 해 날 살려줘 다시 기회를 줘 Please give me a remedy (성공인가, 돌아왔어) 멈춰버린 심장을 뛰게 할 remedy (집중해서 꼭 네게 닿고 말겠어 떨어지고, 넘어지고) 이제 어떻게 해야 해 (익숙한 아픔이 똑같이 날 덮쳐) 날 살려줘 (이번에도 쉽지 않아) 다시 기회를 줘 (관둘 거냐고? No, no never) I won't give up

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour