Way Back Songtext
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Way Back Songtext
From the womb to the cemetery, never scared
We accept what we never carry, never feared
Music is the blood and the blood run thick
So thick you can run it from the levee to the brick
Never met a class of people more proud
Never met a mass of people with more power
Talent by the shower, that′s why they make it rain
Soul by the bucket, that's why they pour the paint
All saints and we smile so bright
More paint so we can run all night
No light got me shining through the mornin′
Rollin' deep as we seep from the border
Listenin'
Way back, way back
No, no I′ve been around and I′m gonna come back for more
Way back, way back
No, no I've been around and I′m gonna come back for more
So please forgive me and add delay
Fried yet to sin, sideways grin
Slicin' like the sharpest gin, soothe days
Fade voodoo haze, who do got
The deeper the root, the bigger the boot, bang
To those bleedin′ the blues
Air so thick got me tastin' my fruits
Of thy labor later on in a theater
Lose yourself to them saints that were marching a tune
Checkin′ way back
Way back
No, no I've been around and I'm gonna come back for more
Way back
Goes beyond what we′ve been told
We accept what we never carry, never feared
Music is the blood and the blood run thick
So thick you can run it from the levee to the brick
Never met a class of people more proud
Never met a mass of people with more power
Talent by the shower, that′s why they make it rain
Soul by the bucket, that's why they pour the paint
All saints and we smile so bright
More paint so we can run all night
No light got me shining through the mornin′
Rollin' deep as we seep from the border
Listenin'
Way back, way back
No, no I′ve been around and I′m gonna come back for more
Way back, way back
No, no I've been around and I′m gonna come back for more
So please forgive me and add delay
Fried yet to sin, sideways grin
Slicin' like the sharpest gin, soothe days
Fade voodoo haze, who do got
The deeper the root, the bigger the boot, bang
To those bleedin′ the blues
Air so thick got me tastin' my fruits
Of thy labor later on in a theater
Lose yourself to them saints that were marching a tune
Checkin′ way back
Way back
No, no I've been around and I'm gonna come back for more
Way back
Goes beyond what we′ve been told
Writer(s): Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Emile Dernst, Tionne Tenese Watkins, James John Abrahart Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

