SHiRU’S iNTERLUDE Songtext
von Shane Eagle
SHiRU’S iNTERLUDE Songtext
(KK, are you doin′ alright?)
If you zzzz'ing on Eagle, I hope you get sleep paralysis
I′m counting up so many blue faces, I'm gettin' calluses
They call me Young Eagle
My father, named me Hughes
Keys to his kingdom, you couldn′t walk in my shoes
Funny how before we win somethin′, we gotta lose
The art of war make enemies call a truce, huh
Nobody safe when Young Eagle is on the loose
Jesus owns my soul, don't play with no Rap Diablo′s
This is High Art, you niggas is fake Picasso
They guide me from the spiritual, I barely miss a three
Turned their back on me and ended up missin' me (huh)
From the concrete, a beautiful flower grows
I thought and grew rich and reaped everythin′ I sowed
Crossover, then break the backboard, I feel like D. Rose
Y'all niggas more like Jalen Rose
Y′all just tryna have a different opinion even when you know who the G.O.A.T is
Look inside your soul and get rich, that's where the gold is (nigga)
Maybe I'm just biased ′cause maybe you look like me
My granny from the ′jects, but I'm cashin′ in overseas
I'm really God′s favourite, He would do anythin' for me
So, Lord, I pray this instrumental touches souls
Please make them feel whole again, this world can be so cold
And please, bless the Eagle and protect Dwayne Carter
Our sons and all our daughters and mothers (hmm)
And all my niggas that′s pushing it without their fathers
I pray that you bless them too, it feels like it can't get harder, I know
Salute your mother, I love her like she's mine
She basically raised me through you, I pray that she′s doin′ fine, okay
Amen
Hi, how are you?
I just wanted to say hello
Nakusaliimia nikwambie nakupenda
And I miss you, have a very great week
I'm feeling much better
I′m able to eat a little bit
And I'm getting there
Thank you so much for your support emotionally, prayerfully, and that′s all
Thank you so much
If you zzzz'ing on Eagle, I hope you get sleep paralysis
I′m counting up so many blue faces, I'm gettin' calluses
They call me Young Eagle
My father, named me Hughes
Keys to his kingdom, you couldn′t walk in my shoes
Funny how before we win somethin′, we gotta lose
The art of war make enemies call a truce, huh
Nobody safe when Young Eagle is on the loose
Jesus owns my soul, don't play with no Rap Diablo′s
This is High Art, you niggas is fake Picasso
They guide me from the spiritual, I barely miss a three
Turned their back on me and ended up missin' me (huh)
From the concrete, a beautiful flower grows
I thought and grew rich and reaped everythin′ I sowed
Crossover, then break the backboard, I feel like D. Rose
Y'all niggas more like Jalen Rose
Y′all just tryna have a different opinion even when you know who the G.O.A.T is
Look inside your soul and get rich, that's where the gold is (nigga)
Maybe I'm just biased ′cause maybe you look like me
My granny from the ′jects, but I'm cashin′ in overseas
I'm really God′s favourite, He would do anythin' for me
So, Lord, I pray this instrumental touches souls
Please make them feel whole again, this world can be so cold
And please, bless the Eagle and protect Dwayne Carter
Our sons and all our daughters and mothers (hmm)
And all my niggas that′s pushing it without their fathers
I pray that you bless them too, it feels like it can't get harder, I know
Salute your mother, I love her like she's mine
She basically raised me through you, I pray that she′s doin′ fine, okay
Amen
Hi, how are you?
I just wanted to say hello
Nakusaliimia nikwambie nakupenda
And I miss you, have a very great week
I'm feeling much better
I′m able to eat a little bit
And I'm getting there
Thank you so much for your support emotionally, prayerfully, and that′s all
Thank you so much
Writer(s): Shane Patrick Hughes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

