Fly Away With Me - NCT 127

If you love somethin', let it go If it comes back to you it's yours If it doesn't, it never was Hold me down, baby Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day Hold me down, niggas wanna know me now Didn't want to play with me when to show me how No meow, 'cause it's all about the bark Let the dog loose, baby, it's about to spark Light up the night like the 4th of July Niggas know, when I let go, niggas die With this Y and you don't know, you slow Like Baltimore, if you ain't tryin' to go you blow I soak up all the pain and accept it in silence When I let go it's violence, 'cause the wildest Is the dog barkin' up the tree for the cat In the fog, what y'all niggas see is the bat Flappin' away, but I'm blind like Stevie Niggas don't hear me, still tryin' to see me Stop bein' greedy, you heard what I said Let me go, let me flow, or I'm dead Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day I sold my soul to the Devil, and the price was cheap And yo, it's cold on his level, 'cause it's twice as deep But you don't hear me, ignorance is bliss and so on Sometimes it's better to be thought dumb – shall I go on? Yo, on the real, what the deal? It's a mystery How is it I can live and make history? If you don't see it, then it wasn't meant for you to see If you wasn't born with it, it wasn't meant for you to be But you can't blame me for not wantin' to be held Locked down in a cell where a soul can't dwell This is hell, go get the Devil and give me the key But it can't be worse than the curse that was given to me It's what I live for, you take away that and I'm gone There's a difference between doin' wrong and bein' wrong And that ain't right, just keep it fair, baby Put me in the air and I'll take it there, baby – yes! Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day I'ma flow regardless because I'm an artist until I'm trapped I'ma continue to hit the hardest whether I scrap or rap Give me dap, but you ain't my friend I see it in your eyes, you contemplate my end You waitin' for that bend in the road where you were told That you would go when you were old and if you died young it was cold Sold, not for nearly what it was worth Think back 26 years, be like, "What if his birth Was a miscarriage and I never existed?" Have I given somethin' that if taken away you'd have missed it? Didn't know, yet I persisted, it was the call of the wild I merely say what's in my heart and you call it a style Don't put it in a cage, don't mistreat it You say you hunger for knowledge? Here it is, eat it! Another song completed is another thought captured Let me do my thing, I got it locked with this rap shit Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day Either let me fly or give me death Let my soul rest, take my breath If I don't fly I'ma die anyway I'ma live on, but I'll be gone any day Or give me death Or take my breath I'ma die anyway But I'll be gone any day Or give me death Or take my breath I'ma die anyway But I'll be gone any day Where my niggas? Uh, ahh, for my niggas Uh, ahh, for my niggas Uh, ahh, for my niggas

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