Yesterday's eve
Obviously
Left a salty path on my cheek
And the last piece
Of anything runs away from me
Oh, a delicate thing
For a lonely day on the street
Oh, see
It's no country for a man like me
I never got here
This place is a passage
Dirty curtains hide tomorrow's
Message
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again
I never got here
This place is a passage
Dirty curtains hide tomorrow's
Message
Yesterday eve, I lost another homie
He was selfish over money
Yeah
First they love you, then they hate, then they love you again
There some things I did in life
I’ll never do it again
Even thought I knew the risk
I still did it again
Rip to all my friends
Wish that we can meet up again
Yeah...
Dont call me black , i’m a African native
I know my roots so the slave masters hate it
Royalties, publishing and the master own
Selfmade independent I did that on my own
Money I can’t get enough, grindin till my people straight
Pull up in a foreign car, shining like the diamonds do
We never got here, this place is a passage
Dirty curtains hide tomorrow's message
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again