Autumn Nights Songtext
von Jehst & Confucius MC
Autumn Nights Songtext
When the summer evenings turn to autumn nights
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain′t nothing new we do this all the time
Midnight and the barman's calling time
Ziggy Stardust starman born to shine
Billy can′t rust solid gold Solomon's mind
With a scholarly mind
A rare vintage one of a kind
While you're a cheap imitation off the factory line
I let Havana Club splash on the lime and unwind
While the jazz play low and smoke dance in the breeze
I make peace with the farmer that harvests the seeds
I make peace with the father the son and the ghost
But the mother and the daughter yeah I love them the most
I′m a spirit from another world my body′s the host
I'm on some other shit to what your propaganda promotes
When the summer evenings turn to autumn nights
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain′t nothing new we do this all the time
As I carve a path on this map with my target in sight
Been writing rhymes hard for my life put my art into light
The highs and lows and the lows put my heart into vice
Watching brothers imitate and lacking scars in their eyes
We feed into the deceit slowly part of the lies
How you ride partly me and partly disguise
In the city partly depraved and partly deprived
Real shit passing away a parting goodbye
Watching brothers lust wonder where the answers could lie
Some are googling some of us are asking the skies
Some are so hell bent to put their palms on the prize
When they reach too short become dark in their eyes
No private spaces left need to master your mind
It's the way bars are designed I mastered the rhyme
Watching the world spin while I′m passing the time
Filling my page in printing bars on the line
When the summer evenings turn to autumn nights
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain't nothing new we do this all the time
When the summer evenings turn to autumn nights
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain′t nothing new we do this all the time
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain′t nothing new we do this all the time
Midnight and the barman's calling time
Ziggy Stardust starman born to shine
Billy can′t rust solid gold Solomon's mind
With a scholarly mind
A rare vintage one of a kind
While you're a cheap imitation off the factory line
I let Havana Club splash on the lime and unwind
While the jazz play low and smoke dance in the breeze
I make peace with the farmer that harvests the seeds
I make peace with the father the son and the ghost
But the mother and the daughter yeah I love them the most
I′m a spirit from another world my body′s the host
I'm on some other shit to what your propaganda promotes
When the summer evenings turn to autumn nights
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain′t nothing new we do this all the time
As I carve a path on this map with my target in sight
Been writing rhymes hard for my life put my art into light
The highs and lows and the lows put my heart into vice
Watching brothers imitate and lacking scars in their eyes
We feed into the deceit slowly part of the lies
How you ride partly me and partly disguise
In the city partly depraved and partly deprived
Real shit passing away a parting goodbye
Watching brothers lust wonder where the answers could lie
Some are googling some of us are asking the skies
Some are so hell bent to put their palms on the prize
When they reach too short become dark in their eyes
No private spaces left need to master your mind
It's the way bars are designed I mastered the rhyme
Watching the world spin while I′m passing the time
Filling my page in printing bars on the line
When the summer evenings turn to autumn nights
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain't nothing new we do this all the time
When the summer evenings turn to autumn nights
And that pretty little something that caught your eye
Making something out of nothing how we living our lives
This shit ain′t nothing new we do this all the time
Writer(s): William Geoffrey Shields, William Marcus George Carabine-glean, Charles Cocheteau Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
